United States or Denmark ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
"All this time Fiddles was looking about the dining-room of the inn, taking in the supper-table, the rows of mugs, especially the landlady, who was frightened half out of her wits by Cocked Hat's presence, and more especially still little Gretchen such a plump, rosy-cheeked, blue-eyed little Dutch girl with two Marguerite pig-tails down her back.
The Bank's behind him, and his hat's chalked all over the Road; but he don't care much about being on velvet. That ain't his style and you'll like him. He's somebody's son in England. Mrs. Bradley glanced simply at the first sentence. "Pray sit down, Mr. Mainwaring," she said gently; "or, rather, let me first introduce my cousin Miss Macy."
I guess it'd count if I hit you on the shoe, wouldn't it? Well, a hat's just the same as shoes. Honest, that's the rule, Verman, and you're a pris'ner." Now, in the arguing part of the game, Verman's impediment cooperated with a native amiability to render him far less effective than in the actual combat. He chuckled, and ceded the point.
Reckon he forgot he wasn't in his place." Then they heard a laugh and saw Carrie close by. Jake was covered with mud and flour, and his hat, which had been trampled on, hung over his hot face. "You look the worse for wear," she said. "I guess I feel like that," Jake replied, indicating his torn overalls. "Putting some of the damage right will be a job for you, but my hat's past your help.
'And, said the lama, repeating a many-times-told tale, 'never was such a chela. Temperate, kindly, wise, of ungrudging disposition, a merry heart upon the road, never forgetting, learned, truthful, courteous. Great is his reward! 'I know the boy as I have said. 'And he was all those things? 'Some of them but I have not yet found a Red Hat's charm for making him overly truthful.
"They had it coming," said Miguel softly, with a peculiar relish. "Two whole weeks, and never a friendly word from one of them oh, hell!" "I know I heard it all, soon as I hit the ranch," Andy replied weakly, standing up and wiping his eyes. "I just thought I'd learn 'em a lesson and the way you played up say, my hat's off to you, all right!"
And you're losing a puff there at the back of your ear, and your hat's on crooked. Oh, you are beginning to look your old self, Dawn dear!" At which doubtful compliment I retort, recklessly: "Pooh! What's a puff more or less, in a worthy cause? And if you think my cheeks are pink now, just wait until your mighty Von Gerhard comes again.
I laugh while you chase it down the street. I'm superior. My hat's still on my head. Same thing with the monkey band. All the fool things of it make us feel so superior. We don't see ourselves as foolish. That's why we pay to see the monkeys behave foolish." It was scarcely a matter of training the monkeys.
"What! My foot in your hat!" protested Virgie with a little scream. "Oh, you poor daddy!" "Why, that's all right, honey," he laughed, pleased at her daintiness. "That hat's an old veteran. He don't mind anything. So souse her in. "There easy now easy" as she threatened to capsize this curious basin. "Big toe first.
He unrolled the little cylinder of paper which had been concealed in the foil wrapping. "My hat's pink. What's yours?" Cornucopias came next, four to a boy. They donned their hats, and munched candy after candy silently while the candles burned low. At last Mr. Fletcher clapped his hands.
Word Of The Day