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Updated: May 2, 2025
For the thought of the horrors from which he had saved me for the first time swept over me; his own kind treatment overcame me, and I blubbered like a child. With that he turned his back. "Hoots," says he, again, "dinna ye thank me. 'Tis naething to scuttle a nest of vermin, but the duty of ilka man who sails the seas."
"We haven't had a decent Boat Club picnic since we got into this mess. And look at all this place to clean up to-morrow! I'm about dead with work, already. I don't know about the rest of you." The rest had strength enough for a chorus of hoots and jeers at "His Laziness," who had adorned the scene of their labor for a few minutes now and then, but for the most part had stayed strictly away.
'Hoots! what kin' o' gait 's that to speyk till a body? Whase feet was inside the shune? 'De'il a bit o' me kens, mem. 'Dinna sweir, whatever ye du. 'De'il but I will sweir, mem; an' gin ye anger me, I'll jist sweir awfu'. 'I'm sure I hae nae wuss to anger ye, man! Canna ye help a body to win at the boddom o' a thing ohn angert an' sworn?
But, after all, the most prodigious feature is the stupefying vitality of the Jesuits who are incessantly tracked, condemned, executed, and yet still and ever erect. As soon as their power asserts itself, their unpopularity begins and gradually becomes universal. Hoots of execration arise around them, abominable accusations, scandalous law cases in which they appear as corruptors and felons.
How would you like, for instance, to take orders from Simmons?" The old lady chuckled delightedly. "He has you there, laddie, he has you there!" But this McNish would not acknowledge, and proceeded to argue at great length on purely theoretical grounds for joint control of industries, till his mother quite lost patience with him. "Hoots, laddie, haud yer hoofs on mither earth.
One lord was so long in the hands of the populace, that the Peers as a body resolved to sally forth and rescue him, and were in the act of doing so, when he happily appeared among them covered with dirt and bruises, and hardly to be recognised by those who knew him best. The noise and uproar were on the increase every moment. The air was filled with execrations, hoots, and howlings.
Gien 't be that ye mean, Mistress Mellis, " "Hoots!" returned the other. " Hoo far can ye lippen to that Jean o' yours, mem?" "Nae farer nor the len'th o' my nose, an' the breid o' my twa een," was the scornful answer.
An' oh! it's a lang time, sir, sin' I was onybody i' this warl'! I houp sair they'll hae something for auldfowk to du i' the neist." "Hoots, mistress Forsyth," returned the laird, "the' 'll be naebody auld there!" "Hoo am I to win in than, sir? I'm auld, gien onybody ever was auld!
Wha calls this mingling o' skim milk an' treacle the wine o' the soul a poet ought to pour? 'Scott and Byron! cried Paul, amazed out of all reverence. 'Why, there's more poetry in Tennyson's little finger than in both their bodies. 'Hoots, man! hauld your silly tongue, cried his father. 'Have you read "In Memoriam"? cried Paul. 'No, returned Armstrong curtly, 'I have not.
And Mother MacAllister said, as her arms went around her, "Hoots, toots, and did the lamb do it to save the little dog?" And Charles Stuart looked at her with undisguised admiration in his eyes, and said, "Aw, you goose, what did you go and tell for?" And Elizabeth's soul went straight from the depths right to the highest pinnacle of joy and thankfulness.
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