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Meanwhile, Jerome and Mammy had looked on half in consternation, half in glee, for where is your pure-blooded African, old or young, who doesn't sympathize with monkey-shines?
"You, Savoy!" to one in a patched shirt and with a mischievous twinkle, "you don't come none o' yer monkey-shines. If you scare de Kid you'll get it in de neck, see!" With this admonition they stole upstairs. In the last cot of the double tier of bunks a boy much smaller than the rest slept, snugly tucked in the blankets. A tangled curl of yellow hair strayed over his baby face.
"Well, Willy, my boy, I think he's not given to hospitality." "Ah, now, no shenanigan!" poor William pleaded. "Do you suppose he's up to some monkey-shines? Do you suppose I took him unawares, and he was afraid to entertain me?" Dr. Lavendar chuckled. "'Fraid he might entertain a Recording Angel unawares?" William shook his head. "There was something wrong, or I don't know human nature."
"Don't try any more monkey-shines, if you know what's good for you," he said, quite peacefully, as he resumed steering. She was in a haze, conscious only of her father's hand fondling hers. She heard a quick pit-pit-pit-pit behind them. Car going to pass? She'd have to let it go by. She'd concentrate on finding something she could Then, "Hello, folks. Having a picnic?
You'll see the whole show!" Hawkins caught my coat-sleeve and dragged me toward the train-gates. "See, here," I said, detaining him, "what whole show?" "The oh, come and see it before we start." "No, sir!" I said firmly. "Not until I know what it is. Are you going to play any monkey-shines with the locomotive, Hawkins? What is it?"
We know all about horse here, an' he ain't any high-toned, pure souled child o' nature. Horse, plain horse, same ez you, is chock-full o' tricks, an' meannesses, an' cussednesses, an' shirkin's, an' monkey-shines, which he's took over from his sire an' his dam, an' thickened up with his own special fancy in the way o' goin' crooked.
He started off noisily, but turned to shout back through a cloud of dust: "Mind you don't let that snake come any o' his monkey-shines over you, John! Good-night!" The wagon rattled away down the lilac road, the driver's voice rising gaily, if jerkily, above its clatter: "O-o-o-o-o-o-o-o! They broke the jam on the Gar-ry Rocks, And met a wat-e-ry grave!"
When the monk rumbled his bass in his stomach, the boy cut up monkey-shines that set every other boy into a laugh, or he stirred up a row that set them all at fisticuffs. And yet this boy was a great favorite. The jolly monk loved him best of all and bore with his wildest pranks.
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