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Updated: May 18, 2025
"Sick cats!" "Damn your 'WENIG SONNE!" this was the refrain. "Put your head in a bag!" "Pity he drinks!" "Give us one of the rousers the rou ... sers!" Krafft himself laughed unbridledly. "DAS ICH SPRICHT!" he announced. "In C sharp major."
This being done, the next meeting is, to try their Bear and Bull-Dogs at the Bear Garden; the match being made, all their wits must be screw'd up to the highest, how to get mony to make good their wagers; though Wife, House and Family should sink in the mean while: Then away they go with their Tousers and Rousers to the Bear-garden, and then the Bull being first brought to the stake, the Challenger lets fly at her, and the Bull perceiving the Dog coming, slants him under the belly with her horns, and tosses him as high as the Gallerys, this is much laught at; but his Master, very earnestly and tenderly, catching him in the fall, tries him the second time, when he comes off with little better success: Then his Adversary lets loose his Dog at the Bull, who running close with his belly to the ground, fastens under the Bulls nose by the skin of the under-lip; the Bull shaking and roaring to get him loose, but he holds faster and faster; then up flie caps and hats, shouting out the excessive joy that there is for this most noble victory.
The least lucky one of the lot had three weeks' work in a shed last season, and there might probably be five pounds amongst the whole crowd. They are all shearers, or at least they say they are. Some might be only "rousers." These men have a kind of stock hope of getting a few stragglers to shear somewhere; but their main object is to live till next shearing.
Small price to pay to remain in the confidence of the Solar Guard." "Shut up!" growled Sinclair. "You might be able to shut me up, but it'll take a lot more than a bunch of rabble rousers to shut up the Solar Guard!" "We'll see," snapped Sinclair. They reached the house and Tom climbed the steps slowly, hoping the planter would come close enough for a sudden attack, but he was too careful.
Let us make the skilled hawk of the sand-heaven explore the broad ship-courses; while the dauntless rousers of the sword-storm, who praise the land, and cook whale, dwell on Furdustrandir.” Then they left, and sailed northwards along Furdustrandir and Kjalarnes, and attempted there to sail against a wind from the west.
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