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"Further," went on the poet, almost past speech by this time, "I direct that the remainder of my estate, which is here in this box, shall be divided as follows: "Eight cents each to that loafer, Si Martin, his lazy wife, and their eight badly brought-up children, with instructions to be generous to any additions to said children through matrimony or natural causes; Fanny Wood and that poor, white-livered creature she married, thereby proving her own idiocy if it needed proof; Uncle James's cross-eyed third wife and her two silly daughters; Rebecca's sister's scoundrelly second husband, with his foolish wife and their little boy with a face like a pug dog; Uncle Jason, who has needed a bath ever since I knew him I want he should spend his legacy for soap and his epileptic stepson, whose name I forget, though he lived with me five years hand-running; lying Sally Simmons and her half-witted daughter; that old hen, Belinda Dodd; that skunk, Harold Vernon Perkins, who never did a stroke of honest work in his life till he began to dig for this box; monkey-faced Lucretia and the four thieving little Riley children, who are likely to get into prison when they grow up; that human undertaker's waggon, Betsey Skiles, and her two impudent nieces; that grand old perambulating drug store, Israel Skiles; that Holmes fool with the three reprints of her ugliness eight cents apiece, and may you get all possible good out of it.

They were cattle in charge of one of that lowest of the human race, a Bushman. The diminutive, black-skinned, and monkey-faced creature was nearly naked. He carried a sheepskin kaross, or blanket, on his left shoulder, and a knobbed stick, or "kerrie," in his right hand. "Can you speak English?" asked Considine as he rode up. The Bushman looked vacant and made no reply.

Hannah took advantage of a pause in their conversation to say in German: "I am so glad, father, thou didst not bring that man home." "What man?" said Reb Shemuel. "The dirty monkey-faced little man who talks so much." The Reb considered. "I know none such." "Pinchas she means," said her mother. "The poet!" Reb Shemuel looked at her gravely. This did not sound promising.

"Is Zeit-Zeit the little purblind, monkey-faced fellow who is wheeled around in a big red chair every day?" "T'e fery same, monsieur a great Highness." Rushford made a grimace of disgust. "What's the matter with him?" he asked. "Does he only need a bath, or is it more than skin deep?" "Eet iss an hereditary trait, monsieur." "Hereditary taint, you mean!

They'd never come out of this savage world alive, and if he didn't take her some monkey-faced Chink would get her. They were in the middle of the stream now. Byrne's arms already had commenced to tighten upon the girl. With a sudden tug he strove to pull her face down to his; but she put both hands upon his shoulders and held his lips at arms' length.

I'd sooner have the police than you with your Hannays and your monkey-faced pistol tricks ... No, guv'nor, I beg pardon, I don't mean that. I'm much obliged to you for the grub, and I'll thank you to let me go now the coast's clear. It was obvious that he was badly puzzled.

"Yes." "I'm Adolph Valborg, from up by Jefferson. I'm Erik's father." "Oh!" He was a monkey-faced little man, and not gentle. "What you done wit' my son?" "I don't think I understand you." "I t'ink you're going to understand before I get t'rough! Where is he?" "Why, really I presume that he's in Minneapolis." "You presume!"

But at the best of times she was not demonstrative; and perhaps that very coldness was part of her charm in the placid Davidson's eyes. Women are loved for all sorts of reasons and even for characteristics which one would think repellent. She was watching him and nursing her suspicions. "Then, one day, Monkey-faced Ritchie called on that sweet, shy Mrs. Davidson.

At the same moment Stumps received a resounding and totally unexpected slap on the cheek from Jim Slagg, who planted himself before him with clenched fists and flashing eyes. "What d'ye mean by interferin' wi' my, friend at his dewotions, you monkey-faced polypus?" he demanded fiercely. The monkey-faced polypus replied not a word, but delivered a right-hander that might have felled a small horse.

Lying amidships was a good-sized water-breaker; and one of the gang, a little, hooknosed ruffian, with a villainous face and wearing a filthy print shirt with the tails outside his pants, kept tapping it with a piece of wood to show us by the hollow sound that it was empty. 'Pass it up on deck, you monkey-faced swine, said Alan. 'Why didn't you fill it when you were ashore?

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