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Where did I bring up, says ye? In th' fr-ront seat iv a playhouse with me eye glued on a lady iv th' sultan's coort, near Brooklyn bridge, thryin' to twisht out iv hersilf." "No, Hinnissy, they'll be manny things larned be Americans that goes to Paris, but they won't be about th' 'convarsion iv boots into food, or vicey varsa, as Hogan says. An' that's r-right.
Chichester, and as he stood thus fixing Mr. Chichester with that awful, unwavering stare, a smile twisted his pallid lips, and he spoke very softly: "It's all r-right, Dig," said he, "the luck's with me at l-last we're in time I've g-got him! Come in, D-Dig, and bring the tools I I've g-got him!" Hereupon Mr.
"You-all wan' to come into the game, eh?" "No, I do not want to join you, if that is what you mean." "Well, what do ye want, anyway?" "I wees' to say a few things to you. I do not ask you to stop moonshining. You are old enough to decide for yourself what kind of life you pr-refer to lead, though you know well that the life of a law-br-reaker is not the r-right sort." "Oh, quit preachin', Mr.
That's why Willum J. O'Brien is now a sinitor an' will be an aldherman afther next Thursdah, an' it's why other people are sinding him flowers. "This is th' way a rayform candydate is ilicted. Th' boys down town has heerd that things ain't goin' r-right somehow.
I put some new boughs on the booth so that it l-looks all r-right, and I've got a couple of flyers and a flutterer in that basket." We entered the booth from the rear. The front was open from the covering to within three feet of the ground, so that we could stand up and shoot, and when we crouched down, would be hidden.
'What we want an' what th' ol' reliable house iv Aggynaldoo, he says, 'supplies to th' thrade, he says, 'is fr-esh liberty r-right off th' far-rm, he says. 'I can't do annything with ye'er proposition, he says. 'I can't give up, he says, 'th' rights f'r which f'r five years I've fought an' bled ivry wan I cud reach, he says.
An', if I don't take thim, Schwartzmeister down th' sthreet, that has half me thrade already, will grab thim sure. "It ain't that I'm afraid iv not doin' th' r-right thing in th' end, Hinnissy. Some mornin' I'll wake up an' know jus' what to do, an' that I'll do. But 'tis th' annoyance in th' mane time. I've been r-readin' about th' counthry.
An', whin th' Loot comes back, he won't be a hero anny more; an', if anny woman thries to kiss him, he'll climb a three. Cousin George 'll make a man iv him. 'Tis kicks, not kisses, that makes men iv heroes." "Well, mebbe ye're r-right," said Mr. Hennessy.
Ye'er boys'd be joods an' ashamed iv ye, an' ye'd support ye'er daughters' husbands. Ye'd rackrint ye'er tinants an' lie about ye'er taxes. Ye'd go back to Ireland on a visit, an' put on airs with ye'er cousin Mike. Ye'd be a mane, close-fisted, onscrupulous ol' curmudgeon; an', whin ye'd die, it'd take half ye'er fortune f'r rayqueems to put ye r-right.
I don't say th' marchers an' dinnymiters ar-re not both r-right. 'Tis purely a question iv taste, an', as the ixicutive says whin both candydates are mimbers iv th' camp, 'Pathrites will use their own discreetion.
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