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Updated: June 10, 2025
"Is it that, or is it that we’re getting on, a little long in the tooth, logy in our movements?" "I think we’re just sick of helling it." Peter looked towards the star that last night had been the beacon towards which he and Judith had scaled the heights. "Yes, we get sick of helling it after we’ve turned thirty." "Then I can’t be making a mistake.
A man was liable to forget it. A man was liable to go sporting and helling around till he waked up some day and found all his best pleasures had become just a business. No interest, no surprise, no novelty left, and no cash in the bank. Shorty owed him fifty dollars.
"The nurses have told me about you, sir, and I'm grateful you spared the time to perform it yourself." "What are you going to do?" asked Lincott. "Find a ship, sir," answered Helling. Then he hesitated, and slowly slipped his finger and thumb along the waist-band of his trousers. But he only repeated, "I must find a ship," and so left the hospital.
He got up from his chair and timidly laid the piece of gold on the table by Lincott's elbow. Then he picked up his hat. The surgeon said nothing, and he did not touch the coin. Neither did he look at Helling, but sat with his forehead propped in his hand as though he were reading the letters on his desk.
He points out that Helling was fifty-three at the time that he gave him this present, and that the operation was one which any practitioner could have performed. Lady Tamworth felt unutterably bored.
It seemed to him afterwards simply providential that he did not fumble his money, that no clink of coins was heard. For Helling answered, "Yes, sir, I've been starving." He drew back his shoulders and laughed. "I'm proud to know that I've been starving."
"Yes, sir," and there was conviction in the cow-puncher’s tone; "it’s from old man Kinson’s girl, up to the Basin, and the parson’s goin’ to give us the life sentence soon. A man gets sick o’ helling it all over creation." He rolled a cigarette, lit it, took a puff or two, then turned to Peter, as one whose acquaintance with the broader side of life entitled him to speak with a certain authority.
The states desisted from their scheme of reducing the city by famine, but they did not the less encourage the secret and unofficial expeditions which were daily set on foot to accomplish the annexation by a sudden enterprise. Late in November, a desperate attempt had been made by Colonel Helling, in conjunction with Governor Sonoy, to carry the city by surprise.
"You should have come here before," the surgeon was moved to say. "No," answered Helling. "I couldn't come before, sir. You see, I had no ship. But I found one this morning, and I start to-morrow." "But for these three weeks? You have been starving." Lincott slipped his hand into his pocket.
Shorty was silent. "I used to make more myself," said the Virginian. "You're making a lot more now," said Shorty. "Oh, yes. But I mean when I was fooling around the earth, jumping from job to job, and helling all over town between whiles. I was not worth fifty a month then, nor twenty-five. But there was nights I made a heap more at cyards." Shorty's eyes grew large.
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