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Updated: June 19, 2025
"Let Papa tiss it!" "You try it once!" "Sh-sh! Ma says not so much noise!" hissed Mary Lou, from the floor above, where she had been summoned some hours ago, "Alfie's just dropped off!" On Monday a new life began for Susan Brown.
I 'low'd the crows mout be afeard Of a man made outen straw. I 'low'd the crows mout be afeard, But laws! they warn't the least bit skeered, They larfed out, "Haw! haw-haw!" A long-tail squir'l up in th' top Of that air ellum tree, A long-tail squir'l up in th' top, A lis'nin' to the acorns drop, Says, "Sh! sh-sh!" at me.
"It's as quiet as a cornfield," when a voice at his elbow explained, "Hist! Ha-ha-pah-no sh-sh!" and Na-tee-kah dropped upon the ground, and pressed her little round ear against it. So, almost instantly, did Ha-ha-pah-no, and he heard Sile saying, "Their ears are better than yours or mine if they can hear anything." "Didn't know there was one of ye nigh me," said Jonas.
"Twenty-five dollars! It's over twenty-five HUNDRED dollars. It's twenty-eight hundred and forty-three dollars and sixty-five cents, that's what it is. Think of it! Almost three thousand dollars! And Zelotes prophesied that 'twouldn't be more than " Her husband held up his hand. "Sh-sh! Sh-sh, Mother," he said. "Don't get started on what I prophesied or we won't be through till doomsday.
So the bailiff cried, "Sh-sh," and pretended to frighten the hens away. When the head-servant had finished his work, he climbed up and said, "Just look what a beautiful neck-tie I have on," and behold it was the mill-stone which he was wearing round his neck. The head-servant now wanted to take his reward, but the bailiff again begged for a fortnight's delay.
"Sh-sh," whispered Dorothy, "they'll hear you, Dick we're intruding shamefully." "No, they won't hear us, because I haven't heterodyned the audio in on the wave yet. And as for intruding, that's exactly what we came over here for." He imposed the audio system upon the inconceivably high frequency of their carrier wave and spoke in the Osnomian tongue.
"In some marsh. They sit there and fiddle away on bramble roots and sing about various things they like." "What nice toads!" murmured Kirk. "Sh-sh!" whispered Ken; "we're waking Phil. Good night good morning, I mean. Warm enough now?" "Yes. Oh, Ken, aren't we having fun?" "Aren't we, though!" breathed his brother, pulling the end of the Burberry over Kirk's shoulders. The sun is a good thing.
For some few minutes they canvassed the situation in tense whispers, lying prone in the brush with their carbines covering their objective. "Sh-sh!" hissed the doctor suddenly. "Hark!" With all their faculties on the stretch, they held their breaths and listened intently. In the stillness they heard the unmistakable noise as of a window being cautiously lifted.
It was perhaps an open secret that a new press-law was expected and that the Opposition was preparing to astonish the town with a radical newspaper; but still it was, formally, a secret. "The Swindlers' Gazette, of course, or the Church Calendar." "Sh-sh! Rivarez, we are disturbing the other readers."
There was once a woman and her daughter who lived in a pretty garden with cabbages; and a little hare came into it, and during the winter time ate all the cabbages. Then says the mother to the daughter, "Go into the garden, and chase the hare away." The girl says to the little hare, "Sh-sh, hare, you are still eating up all our cabbages."
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