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"Well," said Martin, in an undertone, "you did it that time, Barney. I verily thought the old fellow was hanged. He became quite livid in the face." "Och! bad luck to the lasso, say I. May I niver more see the swate groves o' Killarney if iver I meddle with wan again." "Hi-i; you is fuss rate," said Sambo, as he and his comrades returned and busied themselves in cutting up the dead alligators.
The Senhor Antonio stood close behind the Irishman, with his arms folded and a sarcastic smile on his countenance. "Don't send it down him's throat," yelled Sambo. "Hi-i, dat's de vay to swing um round. Stir um up, boys! poke um up, villains, hi!"
A tent in Egypt or Syria, furnished with a mummy or two, and with a few neighborly ruins next door this had been his idea of comfort. It was his idea still, but nevertheless And then he became aware that from somewhere, apparently from the heavens above, a voice was shouting yes, roaring his name. "Mr. Bangs!... Hi-i, Mr. Bangs!"
"Hi-i-i! Yo' all found the man yo' come a-lookin' fo'. Ho law!" "Hit's the Riveh Prophet," someone replied to a hail from within, the dance ending. A crowd came tumbling out onto the deck of the big boat of the dance hall, everyone talking, laughing, catching their breaths. "Hi-i! Likely he'll preach to-morrow," a woman cried. "To-morrow's Sunday." "Sunday?" Rasba gasped.
"Well!" said Martin, in an under-tone, "you did it that time, Barney. I verily thought the old fellow was hanged. He became quite livid in the face." "Och! bad luck to the lasso, say I. May I niver more see the swate groves o' Killarney if iver I meddle with wan again." "Hi-i; you is fuss rate," said Sambo, as he and his comrades returned and busied themselves in cutting up the dead alligators.
"Hi-i," shouted Sambo in triumph, as he sprang towards the animal's head, and inflicted a similar gash in the neck; "dare, you quite finish, ole feller." "Musha but that's thrue!" ejaculated Barney, who stood staring at the whole proceeding like one in a trance. "Did ye iver git a bite, Sambo?"
I can remember whole cross sections of his talk yet: "Faster, faster, you scows. Line up. Quick! Johnson, are you waiting for a stone-mason to set you? Snap the ball. Tear into them. Low! Low! Hi-i! You end, do you think you're the quarter pole in a horse race? Nine men went past you that time. If you can't touch 'em drop 'em a souvenir card. Line up. Faster, faster! Oh, thunder, hurry up!
"Seventy widows kneeling " A long hail came over the water and a torch was raised and lowered. "Hi-i " hallooed the voice. "Hi-i-i " hallooed back Clancy as he pulled down his wheel. You might have thought he intended to run over them.
Hello, up there! Hi-i!" She was shouting up the old-fashioned staircase. Her voice echoed above with the unmistakable echo of empty rooms. Only that echo and the howl of the wind and roar of rain answered her. She came back to the apartment where she had left her cousin. "It's all right, Emily," she said. "We're the only passengers aboard the derelict. Now let's see if we can't be more comf'table.
"Hi-i," shouted Sambo in triumph, as he sprang towards the animal's head, and inflicted a similar gash in the neck; "dare, you quite finish, ole feller." "Musha but that's thrue!" ejaculated Barney, who stood staring at the whole proceeding like one in a trance. "Did ye iver git a bite, Sambo?"
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