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He always wore good and yet exceedingly mussy clothes, at times bespattered with ink or, worse yet, even soup an amazing grotesquery that was the dismay of all who knew him, friends and relatives especially.

"Some chaps loses heart about nothing." "Nothing, Jem?" "Well, next to nothing, my lad. Why, mussy me! What a fuss we are making about a few hundred yards o' smooth water. I've swum twice as far as this. Rested?" Don made no reply. "Ah, you will be soon. It's the clothes, my lad. Now look here, Mas' Don. You take my advice. Never you try a long swim again like this with your clothes on.

I then proceeded to explain to him the beautiful complex structure by means of which this campanula fertilises itself. He listened in wonder, exhausting all the Spanish and Oriental equivalents of such expressions as "Dear me!" "How extraordinary!" "Lawks a mussy!" "You don't say so!"

Of course they haven't much money, but they needn't be so squalid, the children and the mussy house and all." "Aline doesn't care for things," Margaret observed. "But one must care enough to be clean! And she has gone in for fads, she has taken to spinning and weaving and designing jewellery and I don't know what." "That is her escape," Margaret explained. "Escape?

Is de salvation train done stallded right in front o' Claybank chu'ch, an' we can't raise wheels ter sen' it on? "Lord have mussy, I say! I tell yer, my brers an' sisters, you's a-treatin' de kyar o' glory wuss'n you'd treat a ole cotton mule wagon! You is, fur a fac'!

Ax him to fergive me fer killin' ye." "Have mercy, O Lawd," prayed Crump, to command and the prayer was subtle "on the murderer of this Thy servant. A life fer a life, Thou hev said, O Lawd. Fer killin' me he will foller me, 'n' ef Ye hev not mussy he is boun' fer the lowes' pit o' hell, O Lawd " It was Isom's time to wince now, and Crump's pious groan was cut short.

Mussy on us, you ought to put all wot you say in the papers you'd make your fortin!" "Maybe, maybe, Flopsie," returned Briggs with due dignity. "I will not deny that there may be wot is called 'sparkle' in my natur. And 'sparkle' is wot is rekwired in polite literatoor. Look at 'Hedmund' and ''Enery! Sparkle again, read their magnificent productions, the World and Truth, all sparkle, every line!

When this had been agreed upon she and Henry left the office and I took the hat and dress from the suit-case and put them on, while Lemuel put on Henry's suit and whitened his face. This took but a few minutes, and we went into the hall and found Henry and Madge already waiting for us. Henry was blackened into a good likeness of Lemuel, and Madge was quite a mussy scrub-woman.

De Lawd have mussy upon us, praise his Holy Name!" Very obviously Harriet had sprained her ankle while looking at the old man instead of watching the path, and the hot fomentation had reduced the swelling. She is not the first person to hear spirit voices in his or her own vagrant imaginings. On another occasion, Aunt Harriet's finger swelled up "as big as a corn cob."

It was plain that she had set up a home for herself, and the mussy state of her once nicely kept breast feathers told the tale, she had a nest somewhere.

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