porious

Updated: May 1, 2025

"Well, dash my hopes," said Bud, "if he didn't get clear away. He shore treated me like a leetle boy. But I reckon he's in sech a hurry because he's on his way ter a drug store fer a porious plaster fer them ribs o' hisn." Ted had picked himself up and was rubbing his arm, which had been strained by his falling on it. "What's this yere all erbout?" asked Bud.

Edward C. Taylor - Ted Strong's Motor Car : Or, Fast and Furious