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She engaged the restaurant for the evening and spared no pains and expense to make the dinner what she termed "a howler." Following on the heels of her triumph strode calamity. The mail next morning brought her a letter which lashed her into a furious rage. It was a terse summons to appear at Doctor Matthews' office at eleven o'clock that morning.
Women journalists would come and make a fuss of him, and get him to talk about his sentimental adventures. Others would make use of him to speak ill of such-an-one, or so-and-so. When Olivier came in he would find Christophe utterly downcast. "Another howler?" he would ask. "Of course," Christophe would reply in despair. "You are incorrigible!"
A bottle of wine is broken against her bows and her name is pronounced by some distinguished person in a formula which varies more or less, but which is generally some version of the good old English benediction: 'God bless the Dreadnought and all who sail in her. No matter what the name may be, the ship herself is always 'she. Many ingenious and mistaken explanations have been given of this supposedly female 'she. The schoolboy 'howler' on the subject is well known: 'All ships are "she" except mail boats and men-of-war. Had this schoolboy known a very little more he might have added jackass brigs to his list of male exceptions.
Besides, when trouble comes we don't want to be buried like heathens, either." "Calamity howler." "In England, papa, writers get buried in Westminster Abbey. If I lived in England, that would be my ambition." "The child has ambitions even about funerals. I bought you goods for a navy-blue poplin to-day, Lilly. Gentle's had a sale."
The patron in the chair, a travelling salesman, watched the pantomime with interest. "One moment, please." The barber-officer excused himself and stepped out to the edge of the sidewalk, where he awaited the approach of a pair on horseback who were making the welkin ring with a time-honoured ballad of the country: I'm a howler from the prairies of the West.
"By God! if that gets at her, I'll I'll " "You'll what?" I mused. You see, even now I couldn't get rid of him as the drifter, the gutter Hamlet, the congenital howler against fate. "You'll what?" I repeated under my breath, and I had to laugh. I got the vessel under way as soon as I came aboard.
Had Arthur been with us, I am sure we should have indulged in a hearty laugh at the curious faces of those thick-jawed creatures as they looked down upon us inquisitively to ascertain what we were about. They were considerably larger than any we had seen; indeed, the howler is the largest monkey in the New World.
And, Nick added, with emphasis, "I reckons as how it'll be jest a screamer when she comes." "A storm, you mean?" "A howler. Allers does when the wind backs up that way into the sou'east. 'Sides, if so be ye air still sot on findin' out what makes that thunder up this ways, p'raps ye'll have the chanct to look into the same afore long, Peg."
"I mind once seeing an artist chap, one of them there portygraf takers. He come out to the village with a machine an' took some of the little teepees. Then I said, 'Why don't you get Bull-calf's squaw to put up their big teepee? I tell you that's a howler. So off he goes, and after dickering awhile he got the squaw to put it up for three dollars.
"We'd better turn back to Halfmoon Bay and tie up at the dock," he added. "Calamity howler!" retorted Mr. Gibney and gave the wheel a spoke or two. "Scraggsy, you're enough to make a real sailor sick at the stomach." "But I tell you she's a tule fog, Gib.
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