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He is tremendously powerful behind, but, like most Hambletonians, he grows a trifle sullen as he gets older. No one can love Rod very much; but no one can help respecting him. "I wish to wake those," the yellow horse went on, "to an abidin' sense o' their wrongs an' their injuries an' their outrages." "Haow's that?" said Marcus Aurelius Antoninus, dreamily.
Haow's King George and his wife? he asked. I told him they were well. 'When you go hum, said he, 'jes give 'em the 'spec's of Peter Bushwick, and tell George that Yankee Doodle ain't goin' to pay no tax on tea." Lord Upperton laughed heartily. "I rather like Peter Bushwick," he said. "I'd give a two-pound note to have him at Almack's for an evening. He'd set the table in a roar."
Haow be ye, an' haow's Boston?" Randy assured him that the city seemed to be intact when she left it, but he did not hear. "I expect ye haven't heared that Timotheus is a lit'rary feller naow, doin' farm work only 'casionally, so ter speak. "Oh, ye did hear?" he questioned as Randy nodded assent.
There were a lot of scouts waiting too, and I could see the camp was pretty full. Uncle Jeb said, "Wall, Roay" that's just the way he talks, slow like; "haow's all the boys from Bridgeboro? I reckon little Pee-wee ain't growed at all. Hain't you never goin' ter grow, Pee-wee? And Artie and Grovey, and El, and Hunter Ward and, let's see, Vic Norris every plaguy one of yer here.
I've been 'most everywhere in the nat'ral way, o' course." "I can give him all the salt water he's likely to need till he's a skipper." "Haow's that? I thought you wuz a kinder railroad king. Harve told me so when I was mistook in my jedgments." "We're all apt to be mistaken.
He is tremendously powerful behind, but, like most Hambletonians, he grows a trifle sullen as he gets older. No one can love Rod very much; but no one can help respecting him. "I wish to wake those," the yellow horse went on, "to an abidin' sense o' their wrongs an' their injuries an' their outrages." "Haow's that?" said Marcus Aurelius Antoninus, dreamily.
I know. When I was in the shoe business " "Waal, waal, you don't say so, Si! Haow's the shoe business in Hyannis, papa?" "Hyannis, hell! I've been in business in New York City, New York, for more than forty years!" "Oh!" Father felt that he had made an impression.
"Good-morning, Miss Cutter," he said; for she and another young lady had been introduced to him, on a former occasion, in the usual phrase of polite society in presenting ladies to gentlemen, "Mr. Langdon, let me make y' acquainted with Miss Cutterr; let me make y' acquainted with Miss Braowne." So he said, "Good-morning"; to which she replied, "Good-mornin', Mr. Langdon. Haow's your haalth?"
"Good-morning, Miss Cutter," he said; for she and another young lady had been introduced to him, on a former occasion, in the usual phrase of polite society in presenting ladies to gentlemen, "Mr. Langdon, let me make y' acquainted with Miss Cutterr; let me make y' acquainted with Miss Braowne." So he said, "Good-morning"; to which she replied, "Good-mornin', Mr. Langdon. Haow's your haalth?"
Here is a fragment from the restaurant-car: 'Look at here! Me and some friends of mine are going to dine at this table. We don't want to be separated and 'You 'ave your number for the service, sar? 'Number? What number? We want to dine here, I tell you. 'You shall get your number, sar, for the first service? 'Haow's that? Where in thunder do we get the numbers, anyway?
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