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Updated: June 10, 2025


"The gentleman looked like winning, as I said," observed the chapman blandly. "Take it, sir; the article is yours." "Haw-haw-haw!" said Fairway. "I'm damned if this isn't the quarest start that ever I knowed!" "Mine?" asked Christian, with a vacant stare from his target eyes.

"He's got the earmarks uh both," Big Medicine stated authoritatively. "I know 'em, by cripes, and I know their ways." He jerked his thumb toward the dazzling Miguel. "I can tell yuh the kinda cow-puncher he is; I've saw 'em workin' at it. Haw-haw-haw!

In the meantime David, occupied with similar thoughts, very nearly made it disappear altogether, and I was thankful to be able to pull it back by the chain. "Haw-haw-haw!" Thus he commented on his new feat, but it was also a reminder to me, a trifle cruel, that he was not my boy. After all, you see, Mary had not given him the whole of his laugh.

"That's the way the scenario reads," he added defensively. "Well, say, by cripes, he better amble down to the city and buy him some more glint!" Big Medicine bawled, and laughed afterwards with his big haw-haw-haw. "And I'll gamble there ain't enough unflinchin' demeanor on the Coast to put that boy through the scene.

Champney made this assertion with a hyper-sentimental inflection of voice, and, lifting the flower to his nose, drew in his breath "Confound you, you little fiend " he sneezed rather than spoke. The sneeze was answered by a peal of laughter from above and a fifteen-year-old's cracked "Haw-haw-haw" from the region of the Norway spruces.

"Virtue is its own penalty," paraphrased Pink, not stopping to see whether the statement applied to the subject. "Haw-haw-haw!" roared Big Medicine, quite as irrelevantly. "He-he-he," supplemented the silver-trimmed one.

"Haw-haw-haw!" laughed the swarthy, red-faced fellow. "Why don't you give 'em the word, and have me pressed?" "No coming back to be begged on then by Miss Kitty and Mas' Don, after being drunk for a week. You're a bad 'un, that's what you are, Mike Bannock, and I wish the master wouldn't have you here." "Not such a hard nut as you are, Jemmy," said the man with a chuckle.

Miguel, seated upon a convenient rock in a sunny spot, was painstakingly combing out the tangled hair of his chaps, which he had washed quite as carefully not long before, as the cake of soap beside him testified. "Combing combing his chaps, by cripes!" Big Medicine gasped, and waggled his finger at the spectacle. "Haw-haw-haw! C-combin' his chaps!"

He's got so soft and easy with people since he took to volumes and skins covered with writing. Why, his sword would be all rusty if it wasn't for me. It's all waste of time, for he'll never use it again, but I don't like to see a good blade such as his all covered with spots. Yes, boy," added the man, thoughtfully, "I'm glad you stopped old Lupe. Haw-haw-haw!

As I sat there watching that old play David plucked my sleeve to ask what I was looking at so deedily; and when I told him he ran eagerly to the window, but he reached it just too late to see the lady who was to become his mother. What I told him of her doings, however, interested him greatly; and he intimated rather shyly that he was acquainted with the man who said, "Haw-haw-haw."

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