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I gently leggo the apron-string dear Duty had lowered to me; it had held; pure Principle had conquered agin. Oh, the relief and sweetness of that hour! Sweet is the pink blush of roses after the cold snows of winter; sweet is rest after a weary pilgrimage. Calm and beautiful is the warm ambient air of repose and affection after a matrimonial blizzard.
Ury stayed by us a spell, but as the deep hollow noise strengthened to a loud roar, accompanied by a strange rushin', gurglin' sound, comin' nearer and nearer, he seized Philury by the arm and rushed her outdoors through the snow, not stoppin' till they got to the barn, then he leggo of her and stood in the barn door to reconnoiter. It wuz a awful and skairful seen.
The outer door had been burst open violently, as though by a gust of wind, and a moment later Archelaus came running in with a face of panic. "The Lord behear us!" gasped Archelaus. "Oh, sir, here's awful, awful news! The Lord Proprietor's been murdered, and his body flung over the cliff, and Sam Leggo and Abe the gardener be running through the streets wi' the news of it!" "Murdered!
"See?" he demanded. The sign read courteously: "No Smoking in This Office Please. "Leggo my arm," snarled the "son," putting the offending cigarette defiantly into his mouth. Milton coolly and deliberately reached over and, with an exaggerated politeness swiftly and effectively removed it, dropping it on the floor and stamping defiantly on it.
"All aboard, all aboard for London!" roars the guard, and roaring, swings himself up into the boot. "All right be'ind?" cries Mottle-face. "All right, Joe!" sings the guard. "Then leggo, there!" cries Mottle-face.
"But his plan, as he told it to me, was to land Leggo, with two of our men, by the schoolhouse, and send them up the hill with ropes and lanterns, while he pulled round and searched Piper's Hole from seaward." The Doctor appeared to digest this plan for a full minute. "Pope," he said, abruptly as before, "do you happen to know if the Lord Proprietor had made his will?" "Good Lord!" answered Mr.
Leggo my toe!" the younger of the Boy Inventors was shouting. "What's the matter? What has happened?" cried Jack. "Is it Indians?" cried Dick, who had a lively imagination. "Something grabbed my foot," declared Tom. "Grabbed your foot?" repeated Jack. "Well, maybe, nibbled at it, would be better," replied Tom. "It isn't hurt, but I was awakened by it.
Presently out of the fog came the voice of Captain Dan Hicks. "Flaherty! Flaher-tee! For the love of life, Jack, where are you? Chuck me a line, Jack. My hawser's snarled in my screw and I'm drifting on to the beach." "Leggo your anchor, you boob," Jack Flaherty advised. "I want a line an' none o' your damned advice," raved Hicks. "'Tain't my fault if you get in too close." "I'm bumping, Jack.
But Van flew for it, disdaining to waste more time over arguments. Candace stretched out a large, black hand. "See here, now, Mas'r Van, leggo dat bag." She seized him by the jacket collar with such a grip that he dismissed all thoughts of the mail bag, his one concern now being to get free from Candace. "Ow!" he screamed, wriggling violently. "I don't want the mail bag; let me go, Candace, do!"
Devil got a hol' o' my coat-tails; I'm a-goin' to hell, oh Lawd! Nex', he clim up little mo', an' yell an' holler: 'Done shuck ole devil loose; goin' straight to heavum agin! Goin' to heavum, goin' to heavum, my Lawd! Nex', he slide down some mo' an' holler, 'Leggo my coat-tails, ole devil! Goin' to hell agin, sinnuhs!
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