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Updated: June 27, 2025


"Well" I sez, "if you get yours before they learn to like you, it'll probably be James Jamison on the headboard, but if you make good, it'll be Jim Jimison on Sundays an' jest plain Jim for every day." "That suits me," sez he. "I'm entered for the whole race, an' I'm glad to get off as soon as possible."

"I've heard it straight that every pauper had a suit o' clothes, a coffin, a six-foot grave, and a headboard comin' to him from the County. That's the law." "Look here, Lem, use a little sense. Now what's the use spendin' County money on these paupers from God knows where? That's a good blanket." "Oh, yes, that's a peach of a blanket. Kind of a shame to waste such a good blanket, ain't it?

"Well, bring it along," said Patty good-naturedly. "What else are you going to have? A grape-vine, I suppose, trained over the headboard of your bed." "No, Miss Patty, I haven't got no grapevine, but I've got a wandering-jew-vine in a pot, that I want to set on the mantel." "All right," said Patty, "bring your wandering-jew, and let him wander wherever he likes.

Lay on it slices of underdone beef, lightly fried. BUGS. Dip a sponge or brush into a strong solution of vitriol, and rub it on the bedstead, or in the places where these vermin harbour, and it will destroy both them and their nits. If the bugs appear after once using it, the application must be repeated, and some of the liquid poured into the joints and holes of the bedstead and headboard.

He tossed and tumbled around upon his hard bed until the moonlight came in at the window and lay like a great white sheet upon the bare floor. Finally, in turning over for the hundredth time, his hand struck against a secret spring in the headboard of the big mahogany bedstead, and at once, with a sharp click, a panel flew open.

And you remember that other woman sat where she could see every hand you drew, and the Countess " "Stop!" Mellin flung one arm up violently, striking the headboard with his knuckles. "I won't hear a syllable against Madame de Vaurigard!" Young Cooley regarded him steadily for a moment. "Have you remembered yet," he said slowly, "how much you lost last night?"

"Why, you two was scuffling, and he fetched you one with the headboard and you fell flat; and then up you come, all reeling and staggering like, and snatched the knife and jammed it into him, just as he fetched you another awful clip and here you've laid, as dead as a wedge til now." "Oh, I didn't know what I was a-doing. I wish I may die this minute if I did.

You can find the grave to-day. "Shore! we sticks up a headboard. It says on it, the same bein' furnished by Doc Peets an' I wants to say Doc Peets is the best eddicated gent in Arizona-as follows "An' don't you-all know, son, this yere onfortunate weedin' out of pore Crawfish that a-way, sorter settles down on the camp an' preys on us for mighty likely it's a week. It shorely is a source of gloom.

"Pleasant journey?" he said, thickly. "Yes, father. I hope you are feeling better?" His eyes closed and he seemed to forget her. Later, looking up at her from the pillows of his great carved rosewood bed the headboard looked like the Gothic doors of a cathedral he said, "Tell your husband" he lifted his upper lip and showed his teeth "to educate him."

On the headboard a band of Loves should peep forth laughing from amid the flowers, as though they were watching the voluptuous dalliance within the shadow of the bed curtains. Nana had applied to Labordette who had brought two goldsmiths to see her. They were already busy with the designs. The bed would cost fifty thousand francs, and Muffat was to give it her as a New Year's present.

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