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Updated: June 14, 2025
When Cole Sanborn was in the saddle he made an audible comment. "I'm lookin' at the next champion of the world," he announced. "Not onless you've got a lookin'-glass with you, old alkali," a small berry-brown youth in yellow-wool chaps retorted. Sanborn was astride a noted outlaw known as Jazz. The horse was a sorrel, and it knew all the tricks of its kind.
"'Couldn't nobody look more fit, sir, he says, an' I'm dum'd," said David, with an assertive nod, "when I looked at myself in the lookin'-glass. "People don't dress for dinner in Homeville, as a rule, then," John said, smiling. "No," said Mr. Harum, "when they dress fer breakfust that does 'em fer all three meals.
Bring my best lookin'-glass out o' my bowdore, an' let me look at my ole chops, for I'm blowed if there ain't a copper in plain clothes this time as is fell 'ead over ears in love with me, jist as the young swell did at the studero. 'Go on, Mrs. Gudgeon, I said; 'go on. She ate the food? 'Oh, didn't she jist!
But I saw you saw you by the lookin'-glass, behind there; and 'tis right you should know. 'O' course you saw me. . . . I'm not blamin', am I? You had to do it, and I had to take it. That was the easiest way. I couldn' do no other, an' you couldn' do no other, that bein' your duty. An' the child, there
If I had such a head as that, I'd cut it off! An' all the time 'Mandy did act like the very Old Nick, jest as any old maid would that hadn't set her mind on menfolks till she was thirty-five. She bought a red-plaid bow an' pinned it on in front, an' one day I ketched her at the lookin'-glass pullin' out a gray hair. That's why you ain't no grayer, I s'pose.
Then she turned on the kitchen maid. "Wot was it he said about my char-ac-ter?" she demanded warmly. "An' wot are you grinnin' at? If it wasn't for your peepin' an' pryin' I'd never ha' set eyes on that blessed picter. You go an' put on a black dress, an' do yer hair respectable, an' mind yer don't spend half an hour perkin' an' preenin' in front of a lookin'-glass."
"Oh, I ain't gonna play any tricks on you," protested Racey Dawson. "You bet you ain't," Jimmie concurred, warmly. "Not by severial jugfuls. I " He broke off, cocking a listening ear. "Yeah," grinned Racey, "you hear a noise in the cook-shack, huh? I thought I saw the Kid slide past in the lookin'-glass while you were standing in the doorway."
"Jus' what me say," replied the steward, with a look of calm resignation. "I's bin b'low, an' seed de rocks stickin' troo de bottom. Der's one de size ob a jolly-boat's bow comed right troo my pantry, an' knock all de crockery to smash, an' de best teapot, he's so flat he wouldn't know hisself in a lookin'-glass." It turned out to be as Butterface said.
There never was a lookin'-glass made that could show Amelia Ramsey anything she didn't want to see. I never had any patience with her. I believe in being proud if you've got anything to be proud of, but I don't see any sense in it otherwise. Anyhow, I guess George is doing pretty well.
Whose horse is that out 'n the corral?" The girl looked at him witheringly. "I don't know as it's any of your pertic'lar business, but I don't mind tellin' you that horse b'longs to a gentleman!" "A gentleman," sneered Parker. "Yes, a gentleman; if you don't know what that is you'd better look in the dictionary. You won't find out by lookin' in the lookin'-glass, I can tell you that."
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