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Updated: June 21, 2025
You may call me an old fogy, but I would rather live cheap and dress plain than shirk my burdens because I had wasted when they had saved. You and John Hanson are both young and have got your health and strength, and instead of buying sealskins, and velvets and furbelows, you had better be laying up for a rainy day. You have no more need for a sealskin cloak than a cat has for a catechism.
A Fogy who lived in a cave near a great caravan route returned to his home one day and saw, near by, a great concourse of men and animals, and in their midst a tower, at the foot of which something with wheels smoked and panted like an exhausted horse. He sought the Sheik of the Outfit. "What sin art thou committing now, O son of a Christian dog?" said the Fogy, with a truly Oriental politeness.
The friend addressed, an intelligent, shrewd, naturalized Scotchman, replied that he was "a little old fogy," he supposed, but that those great high buildings, where six or eight hundred children were gathered in one school, were like great cities, where too many people were gathered together.
"I am not sure that I ever have," she replied, with a curious little smile at Selwyn. Nina had her by the hand, but she dragged back like a mischievously reluctant child hustled bedward: "Good-bye," she said, stretching out her hand to Selwyn "good-bye, my unfortunate fellow fogy!
I am too sober an old fogy to hunt with them when I have no young blood near to spur me. Sir Jeoffry Wildairs will be with them if he has not yet broke his neck." The country they hunted over proved indeed rough, and the sport exciting.
And suitor isn't exactly slang; it's the word in current fashion for any pleasant young gentleman who sends flowers, or otherwise favors any pleasant young lady. Everybody in society knows what it means, so don't act old fogy, Nancy Dancy." Patty dropped a butterfly kiss on Nan's brow, and then pirouetted across the room to her writing desk.
I accepted this reproof and the accompanying verdict with becoming meekness. I remember that when we first went to house-keeping Poultney Briggs was in the van of artistic progress, and that no one was to be mentioned in the same breath with him; yet now, apparently, he was of the sere-and-yellow-leaf order, professionally speaking. And I was old fogy enough not to have been aware of it.
Apart from her being what she is, of course, a luxury for a fogy like me, it will set me right in the eyes of the clergy and orthodox laity, who have never forgiven me for letting her go. So I may get back in some degree into my old track." "Well if you've got any sound reason for marrying her again, do it now in God's name!
Poor old Uncle Ebeneezer! Our sufferings have been nothing, compared to his." "Are you going to tell Mr. Carr?" asked Elaine, wonderingly. "Tell him nothing," rejoined Dorothy, with spirit. "He's got some old fogy notions about your house being a sacred spot where everybody in creation can impose on you if they want to, just because it is your house.
She said he was a regular old fogy too slow for words, and why, he's a man with a big reputation Cousin Tracy's own doctor." "Mary is a dear, though," Carita said loyally. "She's apt to be a little opinionated, maybe. Peggy Austin thinks she is though Peggy dotes on her." "Most smart people are," Blue Bonnet admitted. "Mary is as sharp as tacks.
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