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Updated: June 17, 2025
Misery was nearly exhausted, and the white bull's master in triumph shouted, "Take 'em off, beat 'em off; your camel'll be chewed up!" But no! With a last expiring effort, brave little Misery dived his long neck under the body of his enemy, and grabbed his hind leg by the fetlock, when a powerful twist turned him over as neatly as could be.
He said he guessed my sister pulled him up herself, and that then you came along and grabbed him and took all the credit. He said he thought you were that sort of a fellow. "That's the time I was going to pitch into him, but then I thought it would be a pretty low-down thing for me to be fighting a country tavern-boy, so I simply gave him my opinion of him.
We shouted "Now!" left hold of the jack-stay, and with feet outstretched grabbed slack canvas and hung on as another squall came singing like shrapnel across the peaks of the leaping sea. "Hold on now, hold on!" so sang all of us, and we cursed each other furiously. "Oh, oh, you miserable devil, hang on or it's lost again!"
He jumped for the table and grabbed it, and then he made for the gun. I told Joe to stop him, and Joe tried. But he was too late. The rest of it happened just like Joe's already told you." Ollie's head drooped forward wearily, and her hands lay passively in her lap. It seemed that she considered the story concluded, but Hammer was not of that mind.
"Russ came running up to the house, and said something about a doll having fallen into the well. Then he grabbed up the rake and ran back before I could ask him what he meant." "Oh, I do hope none of the children will try to get it out!" cried Mrs. Bunker. Then Grandma Bell and Mother Bunker ran down to the well. There they saw Mr.
At that very moment there came the sound of a shout further down the street. Other voices answered. "There, you dolt!" cried Radwin, angrily. "Now, you've wasted our last chance. Here comes a mob!" Backing off, Radwin grabbed up his useless comrade, forcing the driver to his feet. Seeing his enemy so occupied, Jack Benson edged off, holding the whip so that he could use it.
"No, I'm not a bit tired, and I can use two hands while you can use only one. You oughtn't to use that left flapper of yours much while it's weak, Dot." "Pooh, it isn't weak! It's as strong as anything. Give me that rope!" "No, sir, I won't do it," and there was a good-natured scuffle for the possession of the rope as the four hands grabbed at it and each pair tried to get the other pair off.
"Look out! look out!" yelled the coach at third, and Clink dropped and grabbed the sack just in the nick of time. Then Tom went for the batter. One strike was called, and then two balls, and then another strike, and a ball. "Don't walk him, Tom, whatever you do," said Spud, as he came down to consult with the pitcher. "All right. What do you think I ought to give him?" "Try him on an in-shoot."
In a minute or two another player coppers it, and takes it down. I jumps in and grabs him by the arm. 'Hold on, I hollered, 'Arthur, here's a piker that's touchin' you for your chips. "Say, there was trouble right away. The piker made a smash at me. I dodged and caught him an upper cut, and the bouncer grabbed him and threw him out.
"There come the cavalry." The three conspirators jumped to their feet and bolted for the window; even the sheriff turned to look. As he did so I gave him a shove toward the three which sent them all sprawling on the floor in a pretty badly mixed-up condition. I made a dash for the door, and as I went through it I grabbed the key and locked them in.
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