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Updated: May 23, 2025
The moose-birds chirped their mating songs and flirted from morning till night in bough and air, and the jays and ravens fluffed themselves in the sun, and the snowbirds, little black and white beauties that were wont to whisk about like so many flashing gems, became fewer and fewer, until they were gone altogether.
Also they had gay silk handkerchiefs knotted picturesquely around their throats. There was another, a giggly, gurgly lady with gray hair fluffed up into a pompadour. You know the sort. She was the kind who refuses to grow old, and so merely grows imbecile. "Do tell us, Mr. Green," this young old lady urged, displaying much gold by her smile. "It sounds so romantic."
Under his hat, set at an angle, his dark hair fluffed strangely. He was a splendid figure of a man, broad shouldered, slim hipped. Now he looked hard at the stranger and a slow grin lifted his upper lip. "What's this?" he said, and there was a light suspicion of thickness in his voice, "my wife got com-ny?"
He was learning to give as good as he got. "Heard the news?" asked Big Jack, glancing around at his companions, promising them a bit of sport. "What news?" asked Sam warily. "Your new girl has flew the coop." "What do you mean?" demanded Sam, scowling. "Wafted. Vamosed. Fluffed out. Beat it for the outside." "Who are you talking about?" "Beattie's wife's sister." "Miss Mackall?"
She drew the king down a bit, slowed him from the swooping run, set him into the wonderful rock-and-away of the singlefoot and retied the ribbon on her hair. She wore no hat this day and the tawny cloud of her hair fluffed back from her forehead, straining at its bands, its loose ends standing up like fairy stuff all over her head.
Her white slippers tapped the platform nervously, and her hair, under the light scarf of lace, fluffed into little broken curls as if it had been blown by the wind. "Miss Billy, Miss Billy, what can this mean?" gasped the man. "Where is Mrs. Stetson?" "At Mrs. Hartwell's you know she is giving a reception to-night. But come, we must hurry! I'm after Mr. Bertram." "After Mr. Bertram!" "Yes, yes."
When she returned at three o'clock, her cheeks were a bright, pretty pink, and her hair, blown by the damp wind, had fluffed into kinks and curls wherever the loosened pins had given leave. Pollyanna had never before seen her aunt look like this. "Oh oh oh! Why, Aunt Polly, you've got 'em, too," she cried rapturously, dancing round and round her aunt, as that lady entered the sitting room.
"She is outraged by any little word that questions her virtue; she holds herself aloof from me as if she were not certain that I am fit for her companionship; and she flies with fluffed feathers and cries of rage in the face of the least compliment that comes from any lips even Philadelphus!" The Maccabee continued to gaze at the Greek.
The little genlmn settled his wigg, and pulled out his ribbins; the younger one fluffed the dust of his shoes, looked at his whiskers in a little pockit-glas, settled his crevatt; and they both mounted upstairs. "What name, sir?" says I, to the old genlmn.
Near by, on one of the lower twigs of a thorn bush, a sparrow sat with feathers fluffed up and wings hanging negligently at his side, as if he were taking a siesta after a hearty meal of weed seeds and winter berries. Two of his companions soon joined him in his noonday rest, the trio making a pretty picture sitting there within an inch or two of the ground.
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