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Updated: July 29, 2025
If you manage your men as you manage your love-makin', small wondher they call you the worst corp'ril in the comp'ny. Come away, mother, sez she. "But divil a fut would the ould woman budge! 'D'you hould by that? sez she, peerin' up under her thick grey eyebrows. "'Ay, an wud, sez I, 'tho' Dinah give me the go twinty times.
"Love-makin' is the best sense of all," said Jack, "it's that sense that keeps the woods a-full of music, where the birds an' bees is twitterin' and hummin' an' a-matin'. Love is the last sense to come, after you can see, an' hear, an' feel, an' they're give to people to find out something purty to love.
"Run home, Collie, an' leave him to me," said Wade. "Ben, you mean he he saw us up there in the grove? Saw me in Wilson's arms saw me kissing him?" "Sure as you're born, Collie. He watched us. He saw all your love-makin'. I can tell that by the way he walks. It's Buster Jack again! Alas for the new an' noble Jack! I told you, Collie. Now you run on an' leave him to me."
"But she blushes, so I guess she'll go when he does ask her." "Perhaps she's trying to cut out Miss Puddicombe," suggested Miss Major. "She hasn't told us a thing he said to her," winked Miss Mullaly. "They had time for lots of love scenes all those long miles'" "An auto isn't the best place in the world for love-makin'," giggled Miss Crilly. "Now you stop bothering her!" cried Mrs. Albright.
"An' he wasn't over particular aboot details of your love-makin'." Ellen gazed out of the door, over Colter's head, as if the forest out there was a refuge. She evidently sensed more about the man than appeared in his slow talk, in his slouching position. Her lips shut in a firm line, as if to hide their trembling and to still her passionate tongue.
Still a man is a man, 'n' this letter proves 's you can't even be sure o' one 's has been in bed under your own eye f'r twenty years, f'r it not only shows 's he did have a relation, but it shows suthin' else too; it shows me, 's has had four men all tryin' to marry me inside o' the same week, 't suthin' pretty close to love-makin' 'd passed between her 's wrote this letter 'n' him 's kept it carefully hid away till long after he was dead.
I tell ye, gen'lemen, I'm not put up right for love-makin'." Ajax puffed at his pipe, deep in thought. I could see that he was affected by the miscarriage of his counsels. Presently he removed the briar from his lips, and said abruptly: "Jasperson, you assert that you showed down in church. What d'you mean by that? Tell me exactly what passed."
Bein' no hand to do love-makin' stylish, I just passes her a couple of bouquets onct or twict and said a few words. Now, you see, if I get that buckboard and a couple of hosses I sure would like the white ones and drive over lookin' like business and slip the ole man a box of cigars I bought, and Mrs.
While I couldn't seem to lay hands on no man I was wild to have one now 't I know I c'n have any man 't I fancy, I don't want no man a tall. It'll always be a pleasure to look back on my love-makin', 'n' I wouldn't be no woman 'f down in the bottom of my heart I wasn't some pleased over havin' 's good 's had four offers inside o' the same week. But I might o' married, Mrs.
She had changed color slightly, as she asked the question. "Not let it be seen so plain the love-makin'." "Seen! Love-making!" gasped the girl. "Well, the talkin' to him, then, an' whisperin', an' consultin's, an' runnin' here every day, an' " "I beg your pardon, Susan," interrupted the girl incisively. She had grown very white.
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