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I kept him for his humor's sake, For he would oft beguile My heart of thought, that made it ache, And force me to a smile. But now beneath this walnut shade, He finds his long, last home, And waits, in snug concealment laid, Till gentler Puss shall come. He, still more aged, feels the shocks, From which no power can save, And, partner once of Tiney's box, Must soon partake his grave. The Goat.
For my humor's sake, I shall preserve the style in which I once narrated it at Lima, to a lounging circle of my Spanish friends, one saint's eve, smoking upon the thick-gilt tiled piazza of the Golden Inn.
For my humor's sake, I shall preserve the style in which I once narrated it at Lima, to a lounging circle of my Spanish friends, one saint's eve, smoking upon the thick-gilt tiled piazza of the Golden Inn.
I dunno what Cap'n Am'zon'll think of 'em." "I think they are funny," Louise retorted, her laughter bubbling up again. "Likely it looks so to you," said Cap'n Abe. "They're pretty average funny I do guess to a stranger, as ye might say. But after you've summered 'em and wintered 'em for twenty-odd years like I have, land sakes! the humor's worn hi-mighty thin!" Cap'n Abe produced a pipe.
A big heap; and I tell you, if that was my place, I'd never need to get outside her fences to find all I needed. I'd be a millionaire." Smallbones looked up into his face curiously. He was thinking hard. But his imagination was limited. Finally he decided that Peter was laughing at him. "Guess your humor's 'bout as elegant as a fun'ral. An' it ain't good on an empty stummick. I pass."
"There must be another reason than because I don't do it, and didn't think ladies did. But that's the only reason I can give just now." "What do you think of Langdon?" asked Pauline. "I guess my sense of humor's defective. I don't like the sort of jest he seems to excel in." "I fancy it wasn't altogether a jest," said Pauline. "I don't inquire into those matters any more.
Was Hermia gone? He fidgeted his feet, listening. Olga was really intolerable. "Oh, what's the use?" he muttered. "The humor's out of the thing." A change, subtle and undefined, came over his visitor's expression.
The captain stepped across the shop, pulled forward a chair and seated himself. Jed watched him anxiously. "I I don't see anything very funny about my findin' that money, Sam," he said, again. Captain Sam grunted. "Don't you?" he asked. "Well, maybe my sense of humor's gettin' cross-eyed or or somethin'. I did think I could see somethin' funny in it, but most likely I was mistaken.
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