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Updated: June 9, 2025
"Hold up your head," jabbing him under the chin. "'Now respectfully salute." The cowed man clumsily obeyed. "Now, take that to learn you how to behave after this in the presence of a General officer," concluded Shorty, giving him a blow in the face that sent him over. The General had walked on, apparently without seeing what was going on.
And when I go out to the field and see little old Siwash lining up against a bunch of overgrown hippos from a university with a catalogue as thick as a city directory, the old mud-and-perspiration smell gets in my nostrils, and the desire to get under the bunch and feel the feet jabbing into my ribs boils up so strong that I have to hold on to myself with both hands.
Tignonville cried; and leaping, with flaming eyes, on the bed, he fell to hacking and jabbing and tearing at the laths amid a rain of dust and rubbish.
He saw MacWilliams for a moment through the smoke, jabbing at a jammed cartridge with his pen-knife, and hacking the lead away to make it slip. He was remonstrating with the gun and swearing at it exactly as though it were human, and as Langham ran toward him he threw it away and caught up another from the ground.
"Back into your shack!" commanded Packard, jabbing the muzzle of Woods's big automatic hard into Woods's ribs. "Quick!" To himself just now Steve had said: "One man against the crowd of them, he could do nothing!"
Bud was jabbing a needle eye toward the end of a thread too coarse for it, and it did not improve his temper to have the thread refuse to pass through the eye. Neither did it please him to find, when all the seams were sewn, that the little overalls failed to look like any garment he had ever seen on a child.
There he hangs up his spear by jabbing its point into a roof-beam beside the door of his chamber, and sits down to smoke a cigarette and to relate the events of his day while supper is preparing. As darkness falls, he goes to his room to sup.
No ketchum, me tell sheriff mans Good Injun all time killum Man-that-coughs." Turning, she waddled out, jabbing viciously at the young squaw with her elbow as she passed, and spitting out some sort of threat or command Miss Georgie could not tell which. The young squaw lingered, still gazing shyly at Miss Georgie. "You no be 'fraid," she repeated softly. "I friend. I take care.
"It was your jabbing and footwork won you the fight, Spider, one of the best I've ever seen very little clinching and clean breakaways." "Larry sure was game all through, yes right up to the knock-out. A good, clean fighter. 'N' say, bo, I was real sorry to see him counted out." "It meant a big purse for you, I remember." "Oh, sure, I had money to burn.
He felt no resentment at the things that she had said. He did not argue with himself as to whether these things were just or unjust. Of all the things that she had said only one thing mattered. And that not because she had said it. It mattered because it was true. The quick, jabbing sentences from the girl had driven home to him just one thing. Guilty? He was guilty.
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