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Updated: June 11, 2025
They wandered outside the station doorway into the gloom of the road, and there agreed to part. While she yet stood holding his arm a phaeton sped towards the station- entrance, where, in ascending the slope to the door, the horse suddenly jibbed.
"Had about enough, ain't you, mate?" he said. "Your ugly pal jibbed!" "Quite enough!" I replied, in English now of course. "But I've had a stroke of luck to-night and I feel happy. Have one with me. This is a final." On going out into the street I looked cautiously about me, for I did not expect to reach the house of Dr. Stuart unmolested.
"Say, my lad," said Cross, "I thought we was going to make our first dive after specimens, and the Saucy Sally seemed to be holding her breath as she stuck her nose down into it and then jibbed and threw herself over sideways as if she knowed there wasn't depth enough of water for the job."
Young Mooney was asked into the house, on account of his dad being there; and he swears he never heard anything like Alf's style; though the stubborn devil would n't sing a word; nothing but play. And he was just as good on the piano as on the fiddle, though his hand must have been badly out. Mooney thinks he jibbed on singing because the women were there. Alf's a mis-mis-mis-dash it"
When I returned to work my health was greatly improved and a small advancement in my position in the office made the rest of my time at Derby more agreeable, though, to tell the truth, I often jibbed at the drudgery of the desk and the monotony of writing pencilled-out letters which was now my daily task. Set tasks, dull routine, monotonous duty I ever hated.
Watching her little eccentricities, it was hard to believe her not endued with animal vitality. She walked the railway like a thing of life. She ducked and dived and plunged and snorted and reared and jibbed like a veritable cocktailed nag of the true old Irish breed. Sometimes she seemed to go from under you as she suddenly dipped into a slight depression.
I got together a syndicate to run it. I'd got a big car built to demonstrate my patent, and it represented all I had in the world. It was to be on the race-track. Say, she didn't demonstrate worth a cent. My syndicate jibbed, and I well, here I am, a cattleman you see cattle haven't the speed of automobiles, but they mostly do what's expected. That's my yarn, boss. You didn't know much of me.
It was he himself, riding the mad stallion, Bolingbroke, the first year he followed the hounds: how the brute tried to smash his leg against a stone wall; how it reared until it almost toppled over and backwards; how it jibbed at a gate, and nearly dashed its own brains out against a tree; and how, after an hour's hard fighting, he made it take the stiffest fence and water- course in the county.
Forrest rode near me on this occasion also. When entering Perth, I had a great deal of trouble to induce my riding-camel, Reechy, to lead, but when entering Fremantle she fairly jibbed, and I had to walk and lead her, so that I was hidden in the crowd, and Mr. Tietkens, coming next to me, appeared to be the leader, as his camel went all right.
"What is holding you up?" "My model for The Circassian has jibbed. Otherwise it would be finished." "There are disadvantages attaching to your method after all?" "Yes. I shall avoid married models in future. Husbands are so inartistic." "You don't want me to believe that some misguided married woman has been posing for The Circassian?" "Why misguided? It will be a wonderful picture."
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