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Updated: June 2, 2025
"Didn't I tell you," says Jimmy Jocks, "that I saw your grandfather make his debut at the Crystal " "Yes, sir, you did, sir," says I, for I have no love for the men of my family. A gentleman with a showing leash around his neck comes up just then and looks at me very critical. "Nice dog you've got, Miss Wyndham," says he; "would you care to sell him?"
Then all along our line came a cheer and our boys came over the top in a charge. The first wave was composed of "Jocks." They were a magnificent sight, kilts flapping in the wind, bare knees showing, and their bayonets glistening. In the first wave that passed my shell hole, one of the "Jocks," an immense fellow, about six feet two inches in height, jumped right over me.
I couldn't see nothing for his long hair, but I heard Jimmy Jocks puffing and blowing on one side, and munching the brute's leg with his old gums. Jimmy was an old sport that day, was Jimmy, or Woodstock Wizard III, as I should say. When the Red Elfberg was out and down I had to run, or those kennel-men would have had my life.
It's as good as our having a 'Commission out'; and if any cads get one against us it can't mean mischief, as it would with professional jocks." "Are you so sure of yourself, Beauty?" Beauty shook his head repudiatingly. "Never am sure of anything, much less of myself. I'm a chameleon, a perfect chameleon!" "Are you so sure of the King, then?" "My dear fellow, no!
Tom put on his rubber coat and went to the barn with his friend, toward whom he cherished honest good will. "By jocks!" he ejaculated sympathetically, "but you have hard lines, Jim. What in thunder would I do with two such widdy women to look after my house!" Mrs. Mumpson Accepts Her Mission As Holcroft drove through the town, Mrs.
For before we set out Miss Dorothy brings a man from town who scrubbed and rubbed me, and sandpapered my tail, which hurt most awful, and shaved my ears with the Master's razor, so you could 'most see clear through 'em, and sprinkles me over with pipe-clay, till I shines like a Tommy's cross-belts. "Upon my word!" says Jimmy Jocks when he first sees me. "Wot a swell you are!
"He takes off his overcoat, 'n' comes up when I gets down,'n' gives a look at the saddle. "'I can't ride nothin' on that thing, he says. 'Slip over to the jocks' room 'n' get mine. It's on number three peg here's the key. "It's gettin' light fast 'n' I'm afraid of the clockers. "'The sharp-shooters'll be out in a minute, I says. "'I can't help it, says Joe.
I could hear Jimmy Jocks snoring peaceful, but I could only doze by jerks, and when I dozed I dreamed horrible. All the dogs in the hall seemed coming at me for daring to intrude, with their jaws red and open, and their eyes blazing like the lights in the roof. "You're a street dog! Get out, you street dog!" they yells.
For at first I thought they was all enraged at my presuming to intrude, but after I got in my place, they kept at it just the same, barking at every dog as he come in; daring him to fight, and ordering him out, and asking him what breed of dog he thought he was, anyway. Jimmy Jocks was chained just behind me, and he said he never see so fine a show.
On the walls was pictures of nothing but beautiful St. Bernard dogs, and rows and rows of blue and red and yellow ribbons; and when I asked Jimmy Jocks why they was so many more of blue than of the others, he laughs and says, "Because these kennels always win." And there was many shining cups on the shelves which Jimmy Jocks told me were prizes won by the champions.
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