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"But allooin', hoo sud that affec' my bargain wi' you Mr. Henderson? Siller i' the pooch canna tak obligation frae the back." "Drivin' things to the wa', nae doobt!" returned the farmer. "I micht certainly hae ta'en the law o' ye, failin' yer appearance. But amo' freen's, that cudna be; an' 'deed, Mr. Warlock, gien a body wad be captious, michtna he say it wad hae been mair freen'ly to beg aff?"
Wi' you to tak the half o' 't, I micht stan' up un'er the weicht o' my responsibility! 'I'm takin my share o' that, onygait, daurin to advise ye, Francie! Noo gang, laddie; gang straucht awa and buy the horse. 'I maun rin hame first, to put siller i' my pooch! I s' hand oot o' her gait. 'Gang til my faither for't. I haena a penny, but he has aye plenty!
"Watty, whan ye fess the bit boxie, jist pit a hemmer an' a puckle nails i' your pooch to men' the hen hoose door. The tane maun be atten't till as weel's the tither." "The bit boxie" was the coffin of her third cousin Griselda Campbell, whose body lay on the room on her left hand as she called down the stair.
Eddie is known as "Pooch Donovan's pet." Probably the bluest time that Donovan ever had in fact, he says it was the bluest was when Eddie Mahan had an off-day in the Stadium. That was the day when Cornell beat Harvard. Mahan himself says it was the worst day he ever had in his life, and he blames himself. "It was just as things will come sometimes," Pooch said to me.
"In this same game the opposite side of this question was demonstrated. Bobbie Burch, the Yale captain, who had been injured the week before the game, was put in the game. His injury handicapped the Yale team considerably." Pooch Donovan has been eight years at Harvard. He has five gold footballs, which he prizes and wears on his watch chain.
Presently, after a good deal of trumpeting, the little men marched off the place, Pooch and his staff coming into the very inn in which we were awaiting our chocolate. Then we had an opportunity of seeing some of the civilians of the town. Three or four ladies passed, with fan and mantle; to them came three or four dandies, dressed smartly in the French fashion, with strong Jewish physiognomies.
I was gled when I got hame an' fand a'thing in winderfu' order; although Sandy was gien Nathan coosies i' the shop jumpin' ower the coonter wi' ane o' his hands in his pooch. It's juist his wey, the cratur. He canna help it. "Was the tinkler wife here when you cam' back?" I said to Sandy. "Oo, ay," says he. "I gae her her ceenimin."
To make matters more exasperating, at that moment the rod began to bend and the reel to spin jerkily. "A fush!" exclaimed Donald. "Looks like it," returned his friend drily. "I better gee a yell an' wauken him," suggested Donald. "Ye'd better no'," said Junkie, shaking his fist. "Yonder iss the end o' yer bonnet stickin' oot o' his pooch, what-e-ver," said Donald.
To-day we have the spectacle of Pooch Donovan giving the Harvard players water from individual sanitary drinking cups! The old block game is no more. Heavy mass play has been opened up. To-day there is something for the public to see; something interesting to watch at every point; something significant in every move. As a result, greatly increased multitudes witness the game.
Bandy took a bit tarry string, or tabaka or something, ooten his breeks pooch, an', nippin' aff a quarter o' a yaird o't, he into his moo wi't. Syne he swallowed a spittal, an' said "Freends an' fella ratepeyers." Bandy never pey'd rates in's life. He bides in a twa-pound garret i' the Wyndies, an' hardly ever peys rent, lat aleen rates. "Freends an' fella ratepeyers," says he.
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