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They is to pwick our enemies and p'w'aps kill 'em." "But look here, Diana, what do you want this special bow and arrow for?" "I want to have Aunt Jane Dolman and Simpson shotted. I'll tell you why I want 'em both to be shotted 'cos Simpson killed my spiders and beetles, and Aunt Jane Dolman is a poky old thing and she shut me up in a punishment woom.
And welcomes little fishes in With gently-smiling jaws!" "I'm sure those are not the right words," said poor Alice, and her eyes filled with tears as she thought "I must be Florence after all, and I shall have to go and live in that poky little house, and have next to no toys to play with, and oh! ever so many lessons to learn! No!
Giving him all I could spare from my chest, I went on deck to take my place at the windlass; for the anchor was weighing. Poky followed, and heaved with me at the same handspike. The anchor was soon up; and away we went out of the bay with more than twenty shallops towing astern.
I wonder if there's an old bed quilt or anything upstairs. I've a good mind to go and see." Emily's protest was determined this time. "Indeed you shan't!" she cried. "You shan't stir. I wouldn't have you go prowling about this poky old place for anything. Do you suppose I could stay down here alone knowing that you might be might be meeting or or finding almost anything up there.
"And I thought what fun it would be to marry him, instead of some slow, poky farmer, and have a beautiful house, and servants, and lovely clothes. I kept thinking, every night, he would ask me to; but he didn't. And finally, one time, just before we got home after a dance, he said he was going away in the morning." "Yes, Edith." "Oh, I was so disappointed, and sore, and angry!
Does not correspond well with A. MARMORATUS. "Rays, D. 12," etc. Caught by Seine, 18th March, 1841. The fishermen dread wounds made by the species of this fish, as they always fester. Native name BOORA-POKEY, or POKY. SERGEANT of the settlers. No. 36. PLATYCEPHALUS. Native name CUMBEL. Common Flat-head of the settlers.
He took from his coat pocket a rose a drooping, yellow, velvet, odorous rose, that hung its head in the foul atmosphere of that tainted rathskeller like a virgin bowing before the hot breath of the lions in a Roman arena. Miss Carrington's penetrating but musical laugh rose above the orchestra's rendering of "Bluebells." "Oh, say!" she cried, with glee, "ain't those poky places the limit?
My room was small and poky, with neither table nor chairs in it, but quite filled up with a chest of drawers by the window, the stove and two little wooden sofas which stood against the walls, facing one another, leaving a narrow space to walk between them. Thin rusty-looking little mattresses lay on the little sofas, as well as my belongings.
I never told you to bring me out to this bloomin' farm see?" "What is it, Mustang?" asked Poky Rodgers, almost forgetting to smoke in his ecstasy. "What do it live on?" "It's a galliwampus, Poky," said Mustang. "It's the thing that hollers 'willi-walloo' up in ellum trees in the low grounds of nights. I don't know if it bites." "No, it ain't, Mustang," volunteered Long Collins.
Why don't you introduce me to your own, if it is so vastly superior? Have you done it? Not you! You bury me in this poky little hole and deliberately insult the only friends I have who take the trouble to come and look me up." Chetwynd passed his hand over his brow dreamily. The whole thing was such a shock to him, he could hardly realise it.
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