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Princeman, his confidence loftily unshaken, gave a correct imitation of a pretzel and delivered the ball. The batsman swung viciously at it. Spat! It landed in Sam's glove. "Strike one!" called the strident voice of Blackrock, who, jerking himself back several years into youth again, was umpiring the game with great joy. Nonchalantly Sam snapped the ball back over-hand.
Struthers, the picture man, come to us R. Alonzo Struthers, of London and 'Frisco, he was and showin' us a picture, he says: "'Ain't that great? Sunday supplements! Full page! Big display! eh? "It sure was. 'Bout 9x9, and showing every detail of the Reception saloon. There was 'Single Out' analyzing the cuspidore and 'Curly' dozin', as contorted and well-done as a pretzel.
Talk about your coast defence; they heaved everything at us from bad names to railroad iron, and we lost all our window glass the first clatter, while the smoke stack looked like a pretzel with cramps. "When we scraped through I looked back with pity at the 'Detroit's' crew. She hadn't any wheel house, and the helmsman was due to get all the attention that was comin' to him.
His steps turned naturally upwards towards the overhanging castle where he was sure of a breeze and plenty of shade; and as he passed the famous old "Wirthshaus zum faulen Pelz" on the ascent, he turned in and took a drink of the cool clear ale and a pretzel, an operation termed in Germany the "Frühschoppen," or "early glass," and as universal a practice as the early tea in the tropics before the sun is up, or the "vermouth" of the Italian before the evening meal.
Once when shown a pretzel, she exclaimed, "Ef it ain't the very thing what Jacob had in his hand when he busted," and, taking the pretzel in her hand, she contemplated it with a thoughtful and sentimental air.
And the way the Doc chokes up and splutters tryin' to explain things was somethin' lovely. He was gettin' himself as twisted as a pretzel, when Old Hickory breaks in. "That's all right, Doc," says he. "Innocent little relaxation. I understand perfectly. Now, what's the ante?" Well, after that the conversation wasn't so excitin'; nothing but, "I'll take three cards," or "Raise you two more blues."
So if you ever happen to accidentally get mad at me you'll tie me right up into a pretzel?" "I doubt it; very seriously. I've tossed lots of two-hundred-pounders around, of course, but they were not space officers." She laughed unaffectedly as she tested his musculature much more professionally and much more thoroughly than he had tested hers. "Definitely I couldn't.
She rose quickly, and Pretzel for once was forgotten, and rolled from her knees to the grass, falling upon all-fours with a pathetic little squeak. But Frau von Greifenstein picked him up and fled towards the house in search of the plaster before he could make any further protest against such rough treatment.
I had a feeling in my bones that it would." "Well, you'll have a freezing feeling in your bones if I don't get help," observed Mr. Macksey, grimly. "And I am hungry, too," went on Mr. Sneed. "Why was not food brought with us in anticipation of this emergency?" "Haf a pretzel!" offered Mr. Switzer, holding one out. "Away with the vile thing!" snapped Mr. Sneed. Mr.
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