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Updated: June 8, 2025
Jakin, rubbing her apron over a perfectly clean chair, and then lifting up the corner of that garment and holding it to her face with an air of embarrassment, as she looked wonderingly at Maggie. "Bob is at home, then?" said Maggie, recovering herself, and smiling at the bashful Dutch doll. "Yes, Miss; but I think he must be washing and dressing himself; I'll go and see," said Mrs.
If they have the Band at the Depot we don't go, and no error there. If they take the Band we may get cast for medical unfitness. Are you medical fit, Piggy?" said Jakin, digging Lew in the ribs with force. "Yus," said Lew, with an oath. "The Doctor says your 'eart's weak through smokin' on an empty stummick. Throw a chest an' I'll try yer."
"Gawd knows, an' 'E won't split on a pal. Somewheres up to the Front to kill Paythans hairy big beggars that turn you inside out if they get 'old o' you. They say their women are good- looking, too." "Any loot?" asked the abandoned Jakin. "Not a bloomin' anna, they say, unless you dig up the ground an' see what the niggers 'ave 'id. They're a poor lot."
"Put some o' your 'air into it, Cris, an' I'll keep it in my pocket so long's I'm alive." Then Cris wept anew, and the interview ended. Public feeling among the drummer-boys rose to fever pitch, and the lives of Jakin and Lew became unenviable.
The day stayed to watch the children. Jakin halted and beat the long roll of the Assembly, while the fife squealed despairingly. "Right about face! Hold up, Lew, you're drunk," said Jakin. They wheeled and marched back: hose heroes of antiquity Ne'er saw a cannon-ball, Nor knew the force o' powder, "Here they come!" said Jakin. "Go on, Lew": To scare their foes withal!
But Jakin had slid down the trunk and doubled in the direction of the Colonel. That officer was walking wrapped in thought and visions of a C. B. yes, even a K. C. B., for had he not at command one of the best Regiments of the Line the Fore and Fit? And he was aware of two small boys charging down upon him.
Jakin threw out his chest, which Lew smote with all his might, Jakin turned very pale, gasped, crowed, screwed up his eyes and said, "That's all right." "You'll do," said Lew. "I've 'eard o' men dyin' when you 'it 'em fair on the breast-bone." "Don't bring us no nearer goin', though," said Jakin. "Do you know where we're ordered?" "Gawd knows, an' 'e won't split on a pal.
'Yes, said Robert, 'they're all coming out of their tents and moving about like ants. There's that Jakin dancing about where the bridge joins on. I wish he could see me put my tongue out at him! Yah! The others were far too pale to wish to put their tongues out at anybody. They looked at Robert with surprised respect. Anthea said: 'You really ARE brave, Robert.
"There's nothing to prevent your becoming a Bandmaster, Lew," said the Bandmaster, who had composed waltzes of his own, and worked day and night in the interests of the Band. "What did he say?" demanded Jakin, after practice. "'Said I might be a bloomin' Bandmaster, an' be asked in to 'ave a glass o' sherry-wine on Mess-nights." "Ho! 'Said you might be a bloomin' non-combatant, did 'e!
They had just been convicted afresh of smoking, which is bad for little boys who use plug-tobacco, and Lew's contention was that Jakin had "stunk so 'orrid bad from keepin' the pipe in pocket," that he and he alone was responsible for the birching they were both tingling under. "I tell you I 'id the pipe back o' barracks," said Jakin pacifically. "You're a bloomin' liar," said Lew without heat.
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