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A body would ha' thought that when he see the Gaffer laid up in's chamber on Club Day he wouldn't 'ave 'ad it in's 'eart to go castin' up at him, same's he did." But Mrs. Wainwright would say no more, Martin Tyrer was gone, poor man, an' it did not become her to judge him.
Dunborough, flinging open the door, appeared like an angry Jove on the threshold, 'who is fooled by every ruddled woman he meets! Ay, sir, I mean you! You! Oh, I am not to be browbeaten, Dunborough! she went on; 'and I will trouble you not to kick my furniture, you unmannerly puppy. And out or in's no matter, but shut the door after you. Mr.
Hark! the trumpets! Vol. These are the ushers of Marcius: before him He carries noise; behind him he leaves tears. Death, that dark spirit, in's nervy arm doth lie; Which being advanced, declines, and then men die. Then comes the imposing military pageant. A sennet.
It's the same with the notions in religion as it is with math'matics a man may be able to work problems straight off in's head as he sits by the fire and smokes his pipe, but if he has to make a machine or a building, he must have a will and a resolution and love something else better than his own ease. Somehow, the congregation began to fall off, and people began to speak light o' Mr. Ryde.
This fellow might be in's time a great buyer of land, with his statutes, his recognizances, his fines, his double vouchers, his recoveries: Is this the fine of his fines, and the recovery of his recoveries, to have his fine pate full of fine dirt? will his vouchers vouch him no more of his purchases, and double ones, too, than the length and breadth of a pair of indentures?
He come runnin' in so proud wi's hands in's pockets. 'I'm a gradely mon now, he says, 'same's my feyther." She dropped his hands and wiped her eyes. "My word, mother," said Mrs. Whiteside reprovingly, "how ye do run on! Was my brother well, mester, when ye see him last?" "Quite well," responded the stranger gruffly. "Well and hearty." "Thank God for that!" cried the old woman.
Ay, sir, the clouted shoe hath oft times craft in't, As says the rustic proverb; and your citizen, In's grogram suit, gold chain, and well-black'd shoes, Bears under his flat cap ofttimes a brain Wiser than burns beneath the cap and feather, Or seethes within the statesman's velvet nightcap. Read me my Riddle.
"Can yu' make out what he's at?" whispered Steve. He was plainly undressing. The rip of swift unbuttoning told us that the black-headed guy must now be removing his overalls. "Why, thank yu', no," he was replying to a question of the drummer. "Outside or in's all one to me." "Then, if you'd just as soon take the wall " "Why, cert'nly." There was a sound of bedclothes, and creaking.
Chowne. "That's a song I'm uncommon fond on." "Peeh!" said Mr. Craig; "it's not to be named by side o' the Scotch tunes. I've never cared about singing myself; I've had something better to do. A man that's got the names and the natur o' plants in's head isna likely to keep a hollow place t' hold tunes in. But a second cousin o' mine, a drovier, was a rare hand at remembering the Scotch tunes.
Stay! or ile make ye stay: I charge ye stir not. 2 Cap. What thinck you now? dare not theis men do Justice? This is the body of Leidenberg, that killd himself To free his Cause: his shame has found him yet. Prov. Up with him, come: set all your hands & heave him! Exec. A plaguy, heavy Lubber! Sure this fellow Has a bushell of plot in's belly, he weighes so massy.
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