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As he spoke he had paused from his work, and, leaning on his rake, fixed his eyes, for the first time attentively, on the fair haymaker.
"Not at all, at all, plase your honour," replied the haymaker: "and the truth of the matter is, I know nothing of the dog, good or bad; but I know something of his collar, if your name, plase your honour, is Hill, as I take it to be." "My name is Hill: proceed," said the tanner, with great eagerness. "You know something about the collar of my dog Jowler?" O'Neill, poor creature!
"My dear Drayton, though," exclaimed Mr. Haymaker, in the interval between the soup and the bluefish, "there is some one here you must know most charming girl you ever knew in your life, and has set her heart on knowing you. We were talking about you this morning Miss Mary Leithe. Lovely name, too; pity ever to change it he! he! he!
Ugalde; the "Haymaker," etc. <b>COOKESLEY, MARGARET MURRAY.</b> Decorated by the Sultan of Turkey with the Order of the Chefakat, and with the Medaille des Beaux Arts, also a Turkish honor. Medal for the "Lion Tamers in the Time of Nero." Member of the Empress Club. Born in Dorsetshire. Studied in Brussels under Leroy and Gallais, and spent a year at South Kensington in the study of anatomy. Mrs.
If the little Haymaker had been armed with the sharpest of scythes, and had cut at every stroke into the Carrier's heart, he never could have gashed and wounded it, as Dot had done.
When the hot weather came on, Dawson's remark, upon rising and seeing excellent prospects for a scorcher, changed to: "Well, Ole Sol, the Haymaker, is going to git in his work on us agin to-day." As long as he lived and was able to talk, this was Dawson's invariable observation at the break of day. He was quite right.
As if the clock hadn't finished striking, and the convulsive little Haymaker at the top of it, jerking away right and left with a scythe in front of a Moorish Palace, hadn't mowed down half an acre of imaginary grass before the Cricket joined in at all! Why, I am not naturally positive. Every one knows that. I wouldn't set my own opinion against the opinion of Mrs.
A wit on a San Francisco paper once published at Thanksgiving time "A Thanksgiving proclamation by our stuttering reporter 'Praise God from whom all blessings f-f-low." In my memory he is associated with Haymaker Square. I well remember the famous circus clown of the period, Joe Pentland, very serious and proper when not professionally funny.
If we were land-hunters, we might ponder long over the town of Gratis, unless we thought Bonus promised more. A brisk man would hardly choose Nodaway for his home, nor a haymaker the town of Rain. There is a Crockery, a Carryall, and a Turkey-Foot, which last, like the broomstick in Goethe's ballad, is chopped in two, only to reappear as a double nuisance, as Upper and Lower Turkey-Foot.
But now I want to know her, and to become one of the family. There is no one left, I find, who belongs to me. What would you think of me for a bachelor uncle?" "I would like it very much," said Mary, with a smile. "Then let us begin," returned Drayton. Several days passed away very pleasantly. Never was there a bachelor uncle so charming, as Haymaker would have said, as Drayton.
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