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Updated: June 21, 2025
Richlin' ko-in to tdo? Undt Dr. Tseweer he sayss, 'How menneh pa'ls flour you kot shtowed away? Undt I sayss, 'Tsoo hundut finfty. Undt he sayss, 'Misses Reisen, Mr. Richlin' done made you rich; you choost kif um dtat flour; udt be wort' tweny-fife tollahs te pa'l, yet. Undt sayss I, 'Doctor, you' right, undt I dtank you for te goodt idea; I kif Mr.
"Little girls need nefer to go to the masthead. Thou hast no call to be a sailor. Be only a brave kindchen, and help our goodt mother wit' the dishes." His admonition would dissolve in an unrestrained roar of laughter as she wickedly "shinned" up the porch post to a coign of vantage on the vine-covered roof. But she could not climb the tree where the snake still clung.
Anna's quick eye saw another chance. "There's that big limb on the redwood. You can reach it. Swing across. It's easy. You must!" stamping. "O Willie, do it! Do it!" Her sailor father had often reproved Anna for her delight in climbing and swinging from tree to tree, by means of her long arms and practised hands. "It iss not goodt for you to be a monkey, mine Anna," he would say.
I ton't tink we are all cuilty or gorrubt, and efen among the rich there are goodt men. But gabidal" his passion rose again "where you find gabidal, millions of money that a man hass cot togeder in fife, ten, twenty years, you findt the smell of tears and ploodt! Dat iss what I say. And you cot to loog oudt for yourself when you meet a rich man whether you meet an honest man."
The bullet evidently did not even ruffle the former cattle rustler. "Ledt me try!" puffed the German ferociously. He fared no better. "Bah! Und I thought I vos a goodt shot!" he exploded. "It ain't that," rejoined Pete superstitiously. "The Mexicans say that Ramon bears a charmed life, and that only a silver bullet will ever lay him low."
I ton't tink we are all cuilty or gorrubt, and efen among the rich there are goodt men. But gabidal" his passion rose again "where you find gabidal, millions of money that a man hass cot togeder in fife, ten, twenty years, you findt the smell of tears and ploodt! Dat iss what I say. And you cot to loog oudt for yourself when you meet a rich man whether you meet an honest man."
The Secret Service man decided they would soon be friends, and quietly slipping his hand into his pocket, began to detach a bill. The woman snorted in protest. "Et make Nels see t'ings. No goodt for him," she said, sharply. Then she rose and began clearing the table. While her back was turned, Marsh quickly slipped a bill over to Nels, winked hard at him, and nodded toward the door.
Well, idt is goodt for zore eyess. How didt you findt where I lif? "They told me at Maroni's," said March. He tried to keep his eyes on Lindau's face, and not see the discomfort of the room, but he was aware of the shabby and frowsy bedding, the odor of stale smoke, and the pipes and tobacco shreds mixed with the books and manuscripts strewn over the leaf of the writing-desk.
Well, idt is goodt for zore eyess. How didt you findt where I lif? "They told me at Maroni's," said March. He tried to keep his eyes on Lindau's face, and not see the discomfort of the room, but he was aware of the shabby and frowsy bedding, the odor of stale smoke, and the pipes and tobacco shreds mixed with the books and manuscripts strewn over the leaf of the writing-desk.
But tell me, you are married? Children? Yes! Goodt! And how oldt are you now?" "It makes me seventeen to see you, Lindau, but I've got a son nearly as old." "Ah, ha, ha! Goodt! And where do you lif?"
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