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"Well, any answer I'd be likely to make to that would have meant more argument, and the bus was sailin' right along at the time, so I piled out and did some more walkin', the other way. At last I reached your old number, Stevie, and Hey? Did you speak?" "Don't call me 'Stevie," growled his nephew, rebelliously. "Beg your pardon. I keep forgettin' that you're almost grown up.

That's one way of lookin' at it; the other's plain sailin'!" "No, Pete; this is too serious. I guess the mother'll have to suffer this time, too. If they send a man after me I'll be here and I'll go back and take my medicine. I'll make you skipper, and you can select your mate. You'll get a skipper's share, and you can pay mother the regular amount for hiring the Lass "

As she packed some pieces of soggy bread, a little meat, and still soggier cake into a box for their luncheon she shook her head, protesting: "You'll spoil that hat o' yourn. It wasn't meant for sailin'." "No, it wasn't; that's true!" She took off the flower-bedecked hat with its filmy veiling. "Would you like it? I shall find a cap in the boat." 'Clearly, thought Mrs.

Shall we match for the cigars or are you too lazy? "Then, from away off in the stillness would come a drawn-out 'Honk! honk! like a wild goose with the asthma, and pretty soon up the road would come sailin' a big red automobile, loaded to the guards with goggles and grandeur, and whiz past the hotel in a hurricane of dust and smell.

"You might as well call our attention to the fact, sir," he said, "that science has indicated that there is fresh water and vegetation on Mars." "Not at all," I rejoined. "A U-boat isn't constructed to navigate space, but it is designed to travel below the surface of the water." "You'd be after sailin' into that blank pocket?" asked Olson. "I would, Olson," I replied.

Ay, ye'll laugh, but I think, mebbe juist because I was his mother, 'at though Joey never lived to preach in a kirk, he's preached frae 'Thou God seest me' to me. I dinna ken 'at I would ever hae been sae sure o' that if it hadna been for him, an' so I think I see 'im sailin' doon to the pulpit juist as he said he would do.

We be all a-sailin', been't we?" said Aunt Electry, who was ninety years old, lighting her pipe; "only I wish 't some 't 's sailin' solitary had mates 't 's fit for 'em how is Vesty?" "I don't know," I began, afflicted with a sort of lightness of head. I wanted to take out Uncle Benny's pocket-mirror that I carried with me now. Was I beautiful, and tall, and fair? What had happened me!

"I was a-walkin' with my missus alongside the Serpentine in London, that is. There was swans sailin' on it, an' we was 'eavin' bits of bread to 'em. 'Fred, she says, 'you'll 'ave it beautiful for your regatta. You'll win, she says, 'the Stokers' Cutters, the Vet'rans' Skiff's, the Orficers' Gigs, an' the All-comers."

"Sure, sure, Miss, I'll take ye," the captain replied, much delighted at her action. "But mebbe ye'd better ask me wife. She's mighty pertic'ler who I take sailin', 'specially when it comes to women." "Oh, I am sure Mrs. Tobin won't mind," Jess assured. "She's too sensible, I know. And, besides, I'm quite young." A grim smile overspread Mrs. Tobin's face as she listened to this conversation.

I got to thinkin' 'bout it, days when I was sailin', and wondering if mebbe the Lord wa'n't gettin' folks ready jest the way he did the rocks rollin' 'em over and havin' 'em pound each other and claw and fight and cool off, slow-like, till byme-by they'd be good sweet earth and grass and little flowers comf'tabul to live with." The artist sat up.