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"It's a bit rough," said Charlie. "How did you come to grief?" "Oh, I came out here with a big mob of cattle," said the old man, filling his pipe, as Ah Loy placed some tin plates, a tin dish, and a bottle of Worcester sauce on the table, and withdrew to the kitchen for the provender. "I lived here, and I spent nothing, and I let 'em breed. I just looked on, and let 'em breed.
"We are all patriots here," interjected Walter Perkins. "All but one and he's a German," spoke up Stacy Brown. "I refer to that noble man, Professor Zepplin, first cousin to the airship known as a Zeppelin " Professor Zepplin's whiskers fairly bristled. "Young man, that will do!" he thundered. "I am an American citizen, and you have no right to question my loy "
But when Chaucer met her the house was ruling itself somewhere at the 'shire's ende'. The world was full of fish out of water in the fourteenth century, and, by sëynt Loy, said Madame Eglentyne, swearing her greatest oath, like Chaucer's monk, she held that famous text not worth an oyster. So we take our leave of her, characteristically on the road to Canterbury. The Ménagier's Wife
He was grand master of the household, in which capacity he had a picture painted of himself, with his official baton, and the following motto: In adversitate, patiens; In prosperitate, benevolus. Hazard, yet forward. On various parts of his castle he inscribed, as expressing his religious and political creed, the legend: Un Dieu, un Foy, un Roy, un Loy.
I have never known a man who early acquired a fortune that was not a calculator and an acute reckoner of his own and other men's chances. But Gaston Cheverny was not a calculator in the mean sense. The motto of his house well described him. It ran, in the old French Un Loy, Un Foy, Un Roy. One faith was Gaston Cheverny's in all things.
It was near two o'clock in the morning when they parted in the corridor upon which my chamber opened, and I heard Gaston's clear voice saying: "Brother, you have chosen another country than I; we can no longer say Un Foy, Un Loy, Un Roy, but we need not be any the less brothers." "True," replied Regnard.
"Lovest thou but me, I will e'er love thee, All my days on earth, so fondly; Short were summer's days, Now the flower decays, Comes again with spring, so kindly. "What you said last year Still rings in my ear, As I all alone am sitting, And your thoughts do try In my heart to fly, Picture life in sunshine flitting. "Litli litli loy, Well I hear the boy, Sighs behind the birches heaving.
"Grub" in other words, supper, was served, a prodigious number of "plan- cakes" being consumed. But far from being annoyed, Hop Loy was pleased the more the boys ate. His shrill voice, singing a Chinese song, rose higher and higher as he toiled in his kitchen, baking stack after stack of the brown cakes. "Velly much glood eat!" he exclaimed with a grin. "Hop, you're all right!" cried Pocus Pete.
Did you bring any square-face with you?" "We brought a drop o' rum," replied Charlie. "Ha! That'll do. That's the real Mackay," said the veteran, slouching along at a perceptibly quicker gait. "But, look, see here now, Mister!" he continued, anxiously, "you didn't let Ah Loy get hold of it, did you? He's a real terror, that Chow of mine. Did you see him when you came in?" "Yes, we saw him.
"Glub leady alle samee light now!" Hop Loy cried over his shoulder. "It better be!" ominously observed Pocus Pete, foreman of the Bar U ranch, one of the best-outfitted in the Rolling River section. "It better be! Those boys mean business, or I miss my guess," the foreman went on. "Hard work a-plenty, I reckon.
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