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Updated: May 19, 2025
The reader will not be surprised, then, when we state that in an hour or so Moses had had his heart progged considerably and had filled a large bag with superb fish, with which he returned, perspiring, beaming, and triumphant to breakfast.
"I raised my head a little at last, and took a look round. Sure enough, there was a dozen Utes coming up behind the herd. I puts spurs again into my horse, and, catching up an old bull in front of me, progged him with my bowie-knife, and Rube did the same to the beast next to him. They gave a roar and plunged on ahead through the mass, and we followed close to their heels.
If he does he will be sick to death with me, I've been progged three times already this term. Pull the curtains and let's light up again." "It's about time we went," Jack said; "has the crowd gone?" I looked out of the window and told him there were only a few people left in the street, but just as we were going there was a knock at the door and a man came into the room.
The reader will not be surprised, then, when we state that in an hour or so Moses had had his heart progged considerably and had filled a large bag with superb fish, with which he returned, perspiring, beaming, and triumphant to breakfast.
"Have a drink, I'm generally as quiet as a lamb." Marsden sat on the table and refused to drink. "It's no joke being in the same house with you," he said again, and began to laugh. "I'm not going to set fire to the place or blow it up," Bunny replied. "But the house becomes infested with proctors." "Did you see the 'proggins?" "He came into my room and progged both Carslake and me.
"Driving of them, and they won't go," thought the watcher; and the speaker, a stunted-looking Malay with a short, iron-spiked implement, somewhat like the iron of a boat-hook, in his hand, came into sight between the huge pachyderms and the door, shouting and growling at his charge as he waved the hook and progged the nearest beast as if trying to drive them away.
We sat down at the mouth of our cave; then Graham and William lit the fire and put the potatoes on to boil. I sat near and at intervals progged the potatoes. It came on to rain slightly, but the cave just sheltered us. William slept in a corner against the wall, near where the fire had been.
"There may be twenty in the tent," said Murphy cautiously. "Do what I tell you," answered the man in command. Murphy progged his bayonet through the canvas, and sunk the deadly point of the instrument into the bag of potatoes. "Faith, he sleeps sound," said Murphy with a tremor of fear in his voice, as there was no demonstration on the part of the bag.
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