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Didn't Red ever tell you about Helga?" "Helga?" She shook her head. "Who is Helga?" "The only decent piece of nobility I ever sat across the table from," enthusiastically. He had produced a pack of Little Soldier cigarettes and lighted one before resuming. "She's Roosian, is Helga; a Roosian Princess. Funny Red never told you about her. Gee, he's just like an oyster, that kid, ain't he?
"What in the devil are you talking about?" "I'm talking about the Roosian princess," chuckled Dart. "I told Wanda all about her, what a nifty dame she is, you know, and how you saved her life and how she put her arms around your neck and cried and " "Good Lord," groaned Shandon. "I could wring your neck, Dart. What in the world made you lie to her like that?" "This here is a prime cigar, Red.
By the looks of a lot of 'em they could 'a' used it right then in gettin' a hair cut and a good meal of vittles." "Yes; some of them do look rather lank and hungry; but there are some very clever men among them." "They certainly talked a lot. Who was that young man who talked so much and then got me into a corner. He was kind o' wild-eyed." "That's Swinesky, a Russian Jew." "A Roosian!
It was straight on three sides, and a hard pull for the mules on the other; but a patch of grass to the back, timber handy, and the lookout it gave you, together with the water, made it worth the climb. Besides, it was the very spot where the Roosian Prince Porkandbeansky camped, time I guided him ten years before.
Now, when a woman's stuck on a guy, what's the way to make her go clean nuts over him? What's the answer? Why, just tell her about the other woman like I told Wanda about Princess Helga." "Helga?" cried Shandon in sheer wonder. "What Helga?" "The Roosian princess," beamed Willie Dart. "Dart," very sternly. "You lie to me now and I'll wire the police of New York that you are here.
"'No, I don't think so, and we seem to have struck it in the lowest spot in sight. I'd give ten years of my life if the 'Duncan McDonald' was over there in that duck pond. "'Captain, said Eli Jeffries, the second mate, 'do you know what I've been thinkin'? I believe that 'ere water we seen is an open passage from the Behring side of the frozen ocean over agin' some of them 'ere Roosian straits.
"You know, Johnny, even the best of men do marry so so surprisingly. She might have been " "'She might have been a Roosian, or French or Dutch or Proosian," he quoted frivolously. "Well, Phyllis, I'm glad you approve of my ah choice. How long do you think it will take it to get its hat on?" "Oh, you can laugh," Phyllis answered him, "but I know you're proud of her, just the same."
"There I was shtandin', when hell broke loose on the b'ys of me rigimint, and divil the wan o' me knows if I killed a Roosian that day or not.
There's Svorenssen, for instance that big chap with the red hair and beard he's a Roosian Finn; and he've got a vile temper, and I believe he's an unforgivin' sort of feller, remembers things against a man if you understand what I mean.
"'Small-pox at Wellington' that's not it, is it? 'Germany and the Vatican' 'Custom House Duties at Port Elizabeth' 'Roosian Advances in Cintral Asia' eh? Is that it 'Discovery of great Diamond Moines?" "That's it," roared the crowd; "let's hear about that."
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