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Updated: July 1, 2025


In less than four minutes Patrolman Dennis Patrick Murphy, who was standing on post on Washington Street in front of Nasheen Zereik's Embroidery Bazaar talking to Sardi Babu, saw a red-headed, pug-nosed urchin come flying round the corner. "One two three four five. That's the house!" cried Willie Toothaker. "That's it!" "What yer talkin' 'bout?" drawled Murphy.

It was not that they had any particular grievance to resent, or any grievance at all for that matter. It was as natural to them to rise in revolt, since the rising meant resistance to the lawful authority, as it is for the little duck first cast into the pond, to swim. A red haired, pug-nosed Irishman, coming to New York, leaped ashore and asked, "Is there a guvernment in this counthry?"

Wait until such and such times come, or go to such and a such a quarter of the city. We were content, and more than content, to drift aimlessly up and down the brilliant streets, wondering a little why the finest light should be wasted on the worst pavements in the world; to walk round and round Madison Square, because that was full of beautifully dressed babies playing counting-out games, or to gaze reverently at the broad-shouldered, pug-nosed Irish New York policemen.

Still, the trustees, and several others who were responsible for the coming of the pug-nosed singer, persisted in speaking of him as "a greater tenor than Jean de Rezske," and my prospective father-in-law was a trustee, and a good-natured man to boot, so he had compassion for him "In the old country when we meet a new-comer we only say, 'Peace to you," I remarked to the cantor, gaily.

He introduced me to the cantor a pug-nosed man with a pale face and a skimpy little beard of a brownish hue "Our new cantor, the celebrated Jacob Goldstein!" he said. "And this is Mr. David Levinsky, my intended son-in-law. An Antomir man. Was a fine scholar over there and still remembers a lot of Talmud."

All of the boys laughed or snickered, and Teeny-bits smiled expectantly. "Here is Terrible Turner himself," said Bassett, laying his hand on the shoulder of a pug-nosed lad whose freckled face wore a queer look of combined insolence and friendliness. "For the honor of the school he will wrestle you to test your mettle he's a wrestler from way-back. Do you accept the challenge?"

Nobody seemed to care much for plain, pug-nosed little Maudie; her father was busy, her mother nervous and sick, Fanny absorbed in her own affairs, and Tom regarded her as most young men do their younger sisters, as a person born for his amusement and convenience, nothing more.

In the neighboring field a farm hand was breaking up the ground with an old-fashioned, pug-nosed "dirt-rooter;" soil as rich as that of Egypt, or the land, Gerar, where Isaac reaped an hundred fold and every Israelite sat under the shadow of his own vine. Pausing, the husbandman leaned on the handle of his plow and deliberately surveyed the couple on the road.

And his curiously meagreish, pug-nosed sandy face beamed with pleasure and admiration. "I thought I knew my New York, Miss Ferris," he said, "but it seems I was mistaken." Since the compliment was obviously sincere, Barbara took pleasure in it, and the pleasure showed in her charming face.

"Nance," I said under my breath, to the alert-eyed, pug-nosed girl in the mirror, who gave a quick glance about the room as I bent to wash my hands, "women stare 'cause they're women. There's no meaning in their look. If they were men, now, you might twitter." I smoothed my hair and reached out my hand to get my hat and jacket when when

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