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"I'm just thinkin'. You've iron in your shoes and mainsprings in your watches and maybe pocket knives in your pockets. The dinies have a longin' for iron, and they go after it. They'll eat anything in the world that's got the barest bit of a taste of iron in it! Oh, it's perfectly all right, of course, but ye'll have to throw stones at them till the boat comes back.
"Wai, he was pretty fit a little while back," replied Morton significantly. "What's come off? Tell me all." "Wai, the ball opened last night, I reckon. Jack Blome came swaggerin' in here askin' for Steele. We all knew what he was in town for. But last night he came out with it. Every man in the saloons, every man on the streets heard Blome's loud an' longin' call for the Ranger.
"They'uns 's plum sick o' doggin' hit for Abe Lincoln an' quit." "Let 'em gin up thar guns, then," said the foremost man, who had but one eye, reaching for Shorty's musket. "I'll take this one. I've been longin' for a good Yankee gun for a plum month to reach them Yankee pickets on Duck River."
"Ay, jollier and happier!" replied Ned, shortly. "But, I say, Ned, don't ye ever feel a longin' for grog? Ye used to be raither fond of it." "No not now, Joe. It's the best thing as ever happened to me, bein' cast on this here island wi' Dr Hayward to give a feller a word of advice."
Lashed hard and fast to this here store, and to a stay-ashore life, when my heart an' soul was longin' to set a course for 'way across't the world? Sargasso that's it. This was my Sargasso Sea and I was smothered in it!" "I think I understand, Cap'n Abe," the girl said softly, laying her hand in his big palm.
"No fear o' that," said Joan, anxious that her mother should depart; "and mind now you say, no matter what time 'tis, directly I'se seen Jonathan and knaws 'tis safe for we somebody shall bring un word to come back, for Eve and me's longin' to have a sight of un." Charged with these messages, Mrs.
"I do hope, if it's anybody, it's that ther' Moody," said the maid. "A pretty sort of a Christian you think yourself, I dare say," Mrs. Boulby replied. "Christian or not, one can't help longin' for a choice, mum. We ain't all hands and knees." "Better for you if you was," said the widow. "It's tongues, you're to remember, you're not to be. Now come you up after me and you'll not utter a word.
He was no longer writing verses when Perrault published his Parallele des anciens et desmodernes-. "If Boileau do not reply," said the Prince of Conti, "you may assure him that I will go to the Academy, and write on his chair, 'Brutus, thou sleepest." The ode on the capture of Namur, intended to crush Perrault whilst celebrating Pindar, not being sufficient, Boileau wrote his Reflexions sur Longin, bitter and often unjust towards Perrault, who was far more equitably treated and more effectually refuted in Fenelon's letter to the French Academy.
Let us get away aboard at once, sir; I'm just longin' to tread the beauty's planks again; and as to scuttlin' her why, I'll make it my first business, when I get aboard, to shape out a few plugs and take 'em down into the run with me that's the only place where they'll be able to get at her under-water plankin' and as soon as they've gone I'll plug up them holes so that she'll be as tight as a bottle, and never a penny the worse for what little they're likely to do to her.
"An' to think of me, strong, an' able, an' longin' to fight for the Union, shut out because I can only see so far." "But Uncle Cam," Dr. Hemingway urged, "Stonewall Jackson was killed by his own men just when victory was lost to us. You might do the same thing, kill some man the country needs. And I believe, too, you are kept here for a purpose.
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