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"I'll learn you to spy on me!" he shouted; "I'll learn you to give me dorg's names! Come on the 'ole lot O' you! Colonel John Anthony Deever, C.B.!" he turned toward the Infantry Mess and shook his rifle "you think yourself the devil of a man but I tell 'jou that if you Put your ugly old carcass outside O' that door, I'll make you the poorest-lookin' man in the army.
The Indian was a fine-looking man of about forty, his hair bound with a red fillet, his feet incased in silk-worked moccasins, but otherwise dressed in white men's garments. He smoked a short pipe, and contemplated us gravely. "Bo' jou', bo' jou'," we called in the usual double-barrelled North Country salutation. "Bo' jou', bo' jou," he replied.
Then more shots from the hill. As we drew slowly near, the men ran down towards the landing, but halted above a narrow belt of trees near the water's edge. There an animated discussion of the newcomers took place. We all shouted, "Bo Jou! Bo Jou!" A chorus of Bo Jous came back from the hill. George called to them in Indian, "We are strangers and are passing through your country."
Wellesley Gough's Bad Bargains. Oh, isn't he clever? Hastings Clive. Jou, you haremzeada! Bukri na munkta, nimuk-aram! The Hon. Wellesley Gough. My love, he says now, "Get out, you good-for-nothing rascal! I don't want that goat here." The Hon. Mrs. Wellesley Gough. Oh, isn't he clever?
Gert Botha lifted the heavy sjambok which he usually carried, and struck the prisoner heavily over the bare head and face. A thick, grey wheal immediately followed the blow, but Maliwe did not even wince. "Jou verdomde parmantig schepsel," cried the irate Boer. "Ik neuk jou uit jou hartnakigheid." So Maliwe was marched, carrying the corpus delicti, in to the gaol.
The Boer Volksraad, after promising to appeal to their constituents on the subject of the new constitution proposed, almost immediately passed a measure, which was familiarly styled by the people the 'Hou jou smoel law. The literal translation of this term is 'Hold your to discuss the question of either confederation or annexation.
A multitude of children concealed themselves craftily, like a covey of quail, and focussed their bright, bead-like eyes on the new-comers. The rest of the camp went its way unmoved. "Bo' jou', bo' jou'," greeted Sam Bolton. "Bo' jou', bo' jou'," replied the three. These Indians were of the far upper country.
"Well, Gerald," said M'Mahon, smiling, "I see you go with the world too; but, since you won't shake hands with me, allow me to ask your business." "To deliver a message to you from my daughter, and she'd not allow me to deliver it to any one but yourself. I came three times to see you before your sickness, but I didn't find jou at home." "What's the message, Gerald?"
"Pretty middlin', Walty deer, though not as I could wish, owin' to me 'avin' to leave Board School in the Fif' Stannard when father sold up the 'ome in drink after mother went orf wiv the young man lodger. Some'ow, try all I could, I never ..." "Hou jou smoel! With our Boer people, when men speak, the women listen; but you English ones chatter and chatter!
The men gradually fell silent, smoking their pipes, savouring the sharp snow-tang, grateful to their toughened senses, that still lingered in the air. Suddenly out of the dimness loomed the tall form of an Indian, advancing with long, straight strides. In a moment he was among them responding composedly to their greetings. "Bo' jou', bo' jou', Me-en-gen," said they. "Bo' jou', bo' jou'," said he.
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