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Updated: June 26, 2025
Jerry removed a baking-powder can from the window-shelf and out of it he poured a considerable amount of coarse gold which the visitors examined with intense interest. "Them's our pannin's." "How splendid!" Rouletta cried. "I been clamorin' to hire some men and take life easy. I say put on a gang and h'ist it out, but" Jerry shot a glance at his partner "people tell me I'm vi'lent an' headstrong.
A little on the strawbary-blonde, but not too much red in her hair, an' yet spunky as a badger when yeh teased her. "The boys down this way didn't have much show. It looked like Jess had hit it off with Jud Brusie, a big, husky, clean-lookin' chap up to the h'ist.
Here, you stan' on that side the quilt, whiles I stir my foot to the flo' where it won't slip an' Dicey where's that nigger Dicey? You Dicey, come on here, an' tromp on the other side o' this bedquilt till I h'ist yo' young marster up on to my shoulder. No, you don't take 'im, neither. I'll tote 'im myself. Now, go fetch a piller till I lay 'im on it. That's it.
Sulphite of soda is now very commonly stirred into cider, to keep it from fermenting further. Sugar of lead is stirred into wines to make them clear, and to keep them sweet. And so on, through the whole long list. It is a curious instance of people's quiet acknowledgment of their own foolishness, that a popular form of the invitation to take a drink is, "Come and h'ist in some pizen!"
"'The full, the free, the glorious, an' the ever-lastin' h'ist'!" said she. "Where was you eddicated, Cap'n Pharo Kobbe?" "It don't make but darn little difference whar ye've been eddicated," replied Captain Pharo, "when ye're tryin' to make a speech, an' one o' them devil-fish boys goes around behind ye an' snaps a live lobster onto the slack o' yer britches!"
There was a dead silence for some moments, during which Hamilton's face showed that he was ready to collapse; then the keen voice of Oncle Jazon broke forth: "Vive Zhorzh Vasinton! Vim la banniere d'Alice Roussillon!" He sprang to the middle of the area and flung his old cap high in air, with a shrill war-whoop. "H'ist it! h'ist it! hissez la banniere de Mademoiselle Alice Roussillon!
"I don't know how in the world I could h'ist you up there," she remarked, from an evident background of hospitable good-will. "H'ist me up? I guess you couldn't! You'd need a tackle an' falls. Amos has had to come to draggin' me round by degrees, an' I don't go off the lower floor. Be them chambers jest the same, 'Melia?" "Oh, yes, they're just the same. Everything is.
"What's the matter, pal?" said Frawley, pausing in surprise. "You darned old Englishman," said Greenfield affectionately. "Say, Bub." "Yes, Bucky." "The dinkies are all right but but a Yank, a real Yank, would 'a' got me in six months." "All right, Bucky. Shall I raise you up?" "H'ist away." "Would you like the feeling of a gun in your hand again?" said Frawley, raising him up.
He snatched it from Clark's hand, looked at it, and simply said, "H'ist!" The man on the other side of the would-be voter grinned; then both men seized the Woburn man by his arms and waist, and, before he could realize what was happening, he was flung up to the edge of the roof that projected over the low door.
Of course I knew how big they were 'fore I started, and I'd fitted up the Screamer special to h'ist 'em, but I didn't know I'd have to handle 'em twice; once from where they laid on that coral reef in twenty-eight feet o' water and then unload 'em on the Navy Yard dock, above Hamilton, and then pick 'em up agin, load 'em 'board the Screamer, and unload 'em once more 'board a Boston brig they'd sent down for 'em one o' them high-waisted things 'bout sixteen feet from the water-line to the rail.
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