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Updated: May 27, 2025
They've got this city tied up and thrown to the dogs! What's the use of " "David," exclaimed the major excitedly, "we're in for a rally, and look at them!" Down the street they came, the news kiddies, a hundred strong, led by Phoebe's freckle-faced red-headed devil whose mouth stretched from ear to ear with a grin.
When he rode in among the buildings of the 88 ranch his eyes were gratified by the sight of freckle-faced Bill Allen straddling a cracker-box in front of the bunkhouse and having his hair cut by Rod Rockwell. "That's right," Bill Allen was complaining, "whynell don't you cut off the whole ear while yo're about it?"
On the step she collided with a red headed, freckle-faced young man who asked for Mr. Traill. "He isna here." The shy lassie was made almost speechless by recognizing, in this neat, well-spoken clerk, an old Heriot boy, once as poor as herself. "Do you wark for him, lassie? Weel, do you know how he cam' out in the Burgh court about the bit dog?" There was only one "bit dog" in the world to Ailie.
Ask your grandfather where Calvert's Favor is located, will you?" The boy came out of the store and walked toward the car. He was a freckle-faced towhead, with a grin wider than the Choptank River. "Heck, Steve, I don't have to ask gran'pop that. Everybody knows where Calvert's Favor is located." "Not everybody," Steve returned. "I don't. How about letting us in on the secret, Jimmy?"
He reached his room to find three other boys busily engaged in abusing their house-master. They took no notice of John, who leaned against the wall. "His lordship is in the drawing-room with Mr. Rutford." A freckle-faced, red-headed youth, with a big elastic mouth had imitated Dumbleton admirably. "What a snob Dick is!" drawled a very tall, very thin, aristocratic-looking boy.
"I have plenty of light to work by." "I think it's dreadful!" cried Josephine. She had never thought of it before, or considered Max's pale skin as the direct result of spending his days under such conditions. "If you could see the difference between your face and Mr. Ferry's " Max stared at her. "That red-headed, freckle-faced chap seems to have made a great impression on you," he complained.
"There you are," said the boy. "Is there anything else you want?" "No, thank you." "I'm sorry there ain't a bureau to keep your clothes," said the freckle-faced boy, glancing at Joe's small bundle with a smile. "It is inconvenient," answered Joe, taking the joke. "You wouldn't like some hot water for shaving, would you?" asked the boy, with a grin.
So, I repeat, I wash my hands of him, this Nimrod, this mighty hunter, this homely, blue-eyed, freckle-faced Thomas Stevens. Having been honest to myself, and to whatever prospective olive branches my wife may be pleased to tender me, I can now afford to be generous. I shall not criticize the tales told me by Thomas Stevens, and, further, I shall withhold my judgment.
One day while Von Barwig was labouring hard to beat time and other musical values into the head of a square-browed, freckle-faced youth of nineteen, whom nature had ordained for the carpenter's bench and not for the piano, a knock came at the door, and on invitation to enter, in came a little fellow not more than nine years of age, black-haired, dark-eyed, of olive complexion, his features plainly bearing the stamp of his Hebraic origin.
He saved words as though they were so much gold. "He's an English lieutenant," Tex answered. "Red-headed, freckle-faced, and so runty that he'd have to set on a stepladder to see out of a cockpit." "A Limey!" chorused half a dozen incredulous, angry voices. "Whatdya know about that!" Tex nodded solemnly. He was enjoying the situation.
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