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Then all of a sudden he happened to think and he looked around to see if anyone was coming. Then he said, "Are you game to help me in a dark plot?" Gee, I didn't know what to tell him. "It depends upon how dark it is," I said. Because, jiminy, I wanted to be careful and watch my step. But that only made him laugh a lot. Then he said,
I 'm going to-day, before the boss comes home." "Well, then, what am I going to do? You 're not going off to leave me?" Silence for the space of ten seconds. "Jiminy! Tell you what, you come too!" "I can't! Mamma wouldn't let me!" "Don't ask her. Come right along with me! We 'll elope! That's more fun than anything! Girls that is anything always elopes!"
In later years, the phrase degenerated to the simple "by jiminy," and its meaning had been lost. Now, although few spacemen knew the history of the phrase, they were using it again, correctly. Other space talk grew out of space itself, not out of history. For instance, the worst thing that could happen to a man was to have his helmet broken.
And all, including the men, joined in: "Hip hip hoo-ray!" the noise of which didn't bother the moths in the least as they kept on fluttering toward the light and disappearing into the trap. "Say, fellows, I have the idea we " "Jiminy!" interrupted Jiminy Gordon. "Romper's got an idea first he ever had in his life.
"It makes me wish I'd dodged the gas," Steve said wistfully. "It's hell to wheeze your breath in and out. By jiminy, you're wicked with your hands, Jack. Did you box much in France?" "Quite a lot," MacRae replied. "Some of the fellows in our squadron were pretty clever. We used the gloves quite a bit." "And you're naturally quick," Steve drawled. "Now, me, the gas has cooked my goose.
"Cracky, look at him tear up the beach," exclaimed Bruce. "Rather early in the morning to risk one's neck, eh? It's only four o'clock. Guess they are doing their last tuning up before the events start," said Jiminy. "Say, how do they race?" asked fat Babe Wilson. "Do they line 'em up like a lot of sprinters and start 'em when a pistol is fired?"
"Master Gerald!" it was Eliza's voice in his ears "it's seven o clock and another fine day, and there's been another burglary My cats alive!" she screamed, as she drew up the blind and turned towards the bed; "look at his bed, all crocked with black, and him not there!" "Oh, Jiminy!" It was a scream this time. Kathleen came running from her room; Jimmy sat up in his bed and rubbed his eyes.
Jiminy! He ought not to go and leave it. Boy Scouts of America had not been organized, in 1849; but Charley was a Boy Scout at heart, so he turned back, anxious to do a good turn if possible. When he peered into the entrance to the stairway, the huddled figure was there, just as first seen.
"That's something like.... Let's see; yes, sir, by golly, right up there between the Met. Tower and the Times good old Souvenir Company office. Jiminy! `One Dollar to Albany' something like a sign, that is good old dollar! To thunder with their darn shillings. Home!... Gee! there's where I used to moon on a wharf!... Gosh! the old town looks good."
It flared up; the leaves caught; the pile of twigs was instantly aflame. He wept, "Jiminy, if it hadn't lighted!..." By and by he announced, loudly, "I wasn't afraid," to convince himself, and sat up, throwing twigs on the fire grandly. Gertie, who didn't really appreciate heroism, sighed, "I'm hungry and "
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