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"I have knowed it for a long time," said the other cheerfully; "but I heard 'Preachin' Bill' say once, that if a feller don't fuss about what he knows for sure, the things he don't know ain't apt to bother him none. It's this here guessin' that sure gets a man down." "'Preachin' Bill' hits it every pop, don't he?" exclaimed Jim, admiringly. "But there's somethin' else you ought to know, too, Matt.
"Has she always been a steady drinker, like the old man?" Charlie was a gentleman. He sighed. "I guess it's time to change the subject," he said. "The only way you could get a spoonful of whiskey down that old woman would be to chloroform her. If I'm any good at guessin', she'll outlive the old man by ten years, so what's the sense of me preachin' to you about the life preserving virtues of booze?
You ain't yearnin' fer that gang to come snoopin' around Suffering Creek. So I'm guessin' we'll hev to pass a gold-stage out o' her some time." "You're mad," cried Minky in consternation. "That's as may be," retorted Bill, quite unruffled. "Anyways, I guess I spent a hundred dollars in a mighty good deal this day if it was rotten bad poker."
Miss Goldthwaite leaned on her parasol, and looked at Aunt Hepsy, smiling, and blushing slightly too. "Perhaps you know I'm going to be married soon, Miss Hepsy?" "I hear the folks sayin' so; but I paid no heed, guessin' ye'd come an' tell us afore it took place. Is't to be immediately?" "At Christmas. But I'm going home to New York in three weeks." "To get ready," nodded Miss Hepsy. "Well?"
I'm plum' thankful that I'm livin' at the time I do, when thar's lots uv countries you don't know nothin' about, an' lots uv fun guessin' what they are, an' mostly guessin' wrong. An' I'm glad too that I didn't live in them old days that Sol tells about, when people had to build walls around theirselves in towns, an' wuz afraid to go out in the woods an' hunt bear an' buffalo like men!"
"They don't know what to make of it," answered Dickon. "Every day as comes round his face looks different. It's fillin' out and doesn't look so sharp an' th' waxy color is goin'. But he has to do his bit o' complainin'," with a highly entertained grin. "What for, i' Mercy's name?" asked Mrs. Sowerby. Dickon chuckled. "He does it to keep them from guessin' what's happened.
I had to turn your sorrel loose. Soon as I've picked a permanent camp I'll have to let mine go too. Some one would be sure to stumble on it an' go to guessin'." After a moment the sick man spoke quietly. "You're a good pal, Billie. I haven't known many men would take a long chance like this for a fellow they hadn't met a month ago."
"D'you reckon this yer chap was a Injun, then?" "Certainly," Kiddie answered, "an Injun, young an' tall." "H'm!" murmured Rube, not satisfied. "You just guessin' all that, Kiddie, or have you figured it out?" "I've figured it out," returned Kiddie. "Look at his thigh bone the only bone that's left intact. It's longer'n mine, an' I ain't a pigmy. Must have been taller'n I am.
"Indeed I'm obliged to you," said I; "I protest I'm obliged to you, for your good opinion of me." "It's nothin' but what ye desarve, avick! an' more nor that yer the makin's of a clargy I'm guessin'?" "I am," said I, "surely designed for that." "I declare I feel much the same towards you," I returned, for the fellow in spite of me was gaining upon my good opinion; "you are a decent, civil soul."
Farley demanded, moving forward eagerly in his chair. "Hain't good at guessin', be you?" "That paper doesn't worry me," said Farley. "Calc'lated on havin' it before you took the train to-night, eh?" Farley scowled. "Uh-huh!... Wa-al, I wasn't seein' sich a chance to make a dollar slip by. The way you was figgerin' on gittin' that paper, Mr. Curtis, won't work. I know. Uh-huh!
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