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Either in humility, or to hide his blackened hands, or because it is his natural manner of eating. "The country," says Mr. George, plying his knife and fork; "why, I suppose you never clapped your eyes on the country, Phil?" "I see the marshes once," says Phil, contentedly eating his breakfast. "What marshes?" "Where are they?" "I don't know where they are," says Phil; "but I see 'em, guv'ner.
"All serene, guv'ner?" questioned that young man in an eager whisper. "Yes, quite," his master replied, as he turned to a writing-table whereon there lay a sealed note, and, pulling out the chair, sat down before it and took up a pen. "Wait a bit, and then you can go to bed. I'll give you still another note to deliver. While I'm writing it you may lay out my clothes." "Slipping off, sir?" "Yes.
"I was on my way ter yer noospaper office, guv'ner," rejoined the other, "but you see I had such a good description of yer handsome face that I couldn't miss but rec'ernize yer when I ran inter yer in the street." Now if Billy had thought this explanation over he would have seen that it would not hold water for a minute, but he was excited by the events of the day and in no mood for reflection.
I'm fair famishin'. And, beggin' pardon, but you don't look none too healthy yourself this evening, guv'ner. Ain't et summink wot's disagreed with you, have you, sir?" "I? What nonsense! I'm as fit as a fiddle. What could make you think otherwise?"
Better come home wiz me yes, by Harry, thass the trick, you'll come home an' hassome supper hic wiz me! Awful lonesome nobody home! Guv'ner gone abroad Bubby on's honeymoon Polly havin' twins every damn soul gone away! Nuff hic nuff to drive a feller to drink, I say! Only ole Ham standin' by, passin' plates damfican eat like that, no sir! The club for me every time, my boy, I say.
Matthew Bagnet, and by you accepted, for the sum of ninety-seven pounds four shillings and ninepence, will become due to-morrow, when you will please be prepared to take up the same on presentation. Yours, Joshua Smallweed. What do you make of that, Phil?" "Mischief, guv'ner." "Why?"
Phil Squod, don't you go a-sidling round the gallery like that" the dirty little man was shuffling about with his shoulder against the wall, and his eyes on the intruder, in a manner that looked threatening "because I know you and won't have it." "Phil!" said Mr. George. "Yes, guv'ner." "Be quiet." The little man, with a low growl, stood still. "Ladies and gentlemen," said Mr.
"Come from country, maybe hey?" "Yes," said Jurgis. "Aha! I thosso! Lossa folks from country never saw such a place. Guv'ner brings 'em free show hic reg'lar circus! Go home tell folks about it. Ole man lones's place lones the packer beef-trust man. Made it all out of hogs, too, damn ole scoundrel. Now we see where our pennies go rebates, an' private car lines hic by Harry!
My good mother lived in the country." "She must have been a fine old lady, guv'ner," Phil observes. "Aye! And not so old either, five and thirty years ago," says Mr. George. "But I'll wager that at ninety she would be near as upright as me, and near as broad across the shoulders." "Did she die at ninety, guv'ner?" inquires Phil. "No. Bosh! Let her rest in peace, God bless her!" says the trooper.
But she couldn't tell 'em much 'cept that the Injun told her he got his last water at t'other side of Smith Mountain and then traveled toward ther sun till erbout mid-afternoon when he found mucho, mucho oro. "The guv'ner made two or three tries to locate them buttes, but he failed.
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