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And I cut his head off with one single blow, just as I would a blade of grass, before he could say 'Booh! If you should look at the bottom of the pond, you will find him tied up in a potato-sack, with a stone fastened to it. "I got an idea. I took all his clothes, from his boots to his cap, and hid them away in the little wood behind the yard." The old man stopped.
And I cut his head off with one single blow, just as I would a blade of grass, before he could say 'Booh! If you should look at the bottom of the pond, you will find him tied up in a potato-sack, with a stone fastened to it. "I got an idea. I took all his clothes, from his boots to his cap, and hid them away in the little wood behind the yard." The old man stopped.
There's the sack on the floor, and any of its dirt that isn't on my face must be permanently settled in my lungs." "What are you doing up here in the mountains why are you not at your station? The potato-sack story is pretty flimsy. Do better than that and hurry up!"
The sack was not the ordinary type of potato-sack which most people associate with the term, but more like a large canvas pillow-case, such as some article of furniture might be packed in, or which might be used to envelop a small bath and its contents on a railway journey. Arthur perceived that it had been turned inside out, and took the trouble to reverse it.
We could have games like potato-sack races and a big parade and a band or two, and...." "It sounds great!" said Scraps, leaping up, grabbing a chandelier and swinging from it while bursting into song: "A party is the thing to do whenever something pleases you! I'm awful glad the Witch is belled, for lots of troubles she'd have spelled!
Our ordinary costume consists of flannel shirt and moleskin breeches, boots, socks, leggings, belt, and hat. In chilly and wet weather we sling a potato-sack, or some ancient apology for a coat, round our shoulders. When we visit the township, or our married neighbours, we clean ourselves as much as possible, and put on the best coat we can find in the shanty.
The ghost went downstairs into the kitchen, glided over and stood in front of the hearth, sighed and disappeared. Next morning, Joe had a couple of bricklayers in, and made them haul out the stove and pull down the chimney, while he stood behind with a potato-sack in which to put the gold. They knocked down half the wall, and never found so much as a four- penny bit.
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