Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 20, 2025
Can't you answer me?" "Doan't 'e, Mister Jan; you'm hurtin' my hand. I s'pose as a sou'westerly gale be comin'. Us knaws 'em well enough in these paarts. Faither reckoned theer was dirty weather blawin' up 'fore he sailed. He was away by daylight. The gales do bring trouble to somebody most times." "What will be the end of us, I mean, not of the weather?
But it's 'like masther, like mon. The b'ys all know that Misther Winton don't care a damn; and they'll not be hurtin' thimselves wid the wurrk." And the Rajah?
He was not fond of games and never had he experienced a desire to win fame as a fighter. "Aw, let him alone, can't you, Mop?" said big Ben. "He ain't hurtin' you none." "Hurtin' me," cried Mop, who for some unaccountable reason had worked himself into a rage. "He couldn't hurt me if he tried. I could lick him on my knees with one hand behind my back.
He paused, watched my expression, and then continued quizzically: "I reckon you wouldn't be in no great hurry to do that." "No! Then, if I stirred the mash and sampled their liquor, nobody would be likely to mistreat me?" "Shucks! Why, man, whut could they gain by hurtin' you? At the wust, s'posin' they was convicted by your own evidence, they'd only git a month or two in the pen.
Lean Wilkes, the baker, was watching the trust schemer with baleful eye, and now his slow tongue evolved a pretty retort. "No one sed you was nor thought it likely." "The duff puncher wakin' up," sneered Smallbones, angrily. "Guess it's your voice hurtin' my ear drums," replied Jake, ponderously. At that moment Abe Horsley joined the group. He called for drinks before adding his bit to the talk.
That's what's been hurtin' me and troublin' me all these years. He didn't tell me why he done it, and I hain't ever been able to figger it out." "Um!... Why he done it? Never occurred to me." "It never occurred to anybody. All they saw was that he took their organ money and robbed the church. But why did he do it? Folks don't do them things without reason, Mr. Baines." "He wouldn't tell you?"
Weller, so in case you should have an accident when you're bringing these here woters down, and should tip 'em over into the canal vithout hurtin' of 'em, this is for yourself," says he. "Gen'l'm'n, you're wery kind," says my father, "and I'll drink your health in another glass of wine," says he; vich he did, and then buttons up the money, and bows himself out.
I'm thinkin' they'd not be hurtin' white folks an' white folk don't hurt they." Finally the men sat back from the table for a smoke and chat while the dishes were being cleared away by Mrs. Gray and Bessie. "Now I were sure thinkin' Bob were a ghost," said Ed, as he lighted his pipe with a brand from the stove, "and 'twere scarin' me a bit. I never seen but one ghost in my life and that were "
Lend me your fiddle, Johnny, till I try it a little." Phil shook his head. "Give it to me now; I won't be hurtin' it." "You'll break it." "Then I'll pay for it." "It isn't mine." "Whose is it, then?" "The padrone's." "And who's the padrone?" "The man I live with. If the fiddle is broken, he will beat me." "Then he's an ould haythen, and you may tell him so, with Tim Rafferty's compliments.
The next morning, which was Sunday, the machinations of Big Medicine took Pink down to the creek behind the bunk-house. "What's hurtin' yuh?" he asked curiously, when he came to where Big Medicine stood in the fringe of willows, choking between his spasms of mirth. "Haw-haw-haw!" roared Big Medicine; and, seizing Pink's arm in a gorilla-like grip, he pointed down the bank.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking