paint-slinger

Updated: May 22, 2025

"Good-evening, grandmother," he returned. Hunt came to his feet, knocking over a chair in so doing, and gripped Larry's hand. "Hello here's our wandering boy to-night! How are you, son?" "First-rate, you old paint-slinger. And you?" "Hitting all twelve cylinders and taking everything on high! But say, listen, youngster: how about your copper friends and those gun-toting schoolmates of yours?"

Leroy Scott - Children of the Whirlwind