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'Faith, she said, 'I'm just past two-an'-twinty. 'Tis an agein' life, an' I look more; but 'tis God's truf I'm tellin' ye. 'Very likely, said the assistant, towelling his hands. 'I'll go now, said Norah MacMulty. 'I'm a trifle unsteady with the shakin', but the drink's out of me, worse luck! and I'll be able to walk.

But how was it your friend put in so many warnin's against them old dives? You didn't come on to cultivate a late crop of wild oats, did you?" "Nary an oat," says he, shakin' his head solemn. "I ain't much of a churchgoer; but I've always been a moderate, steady-goin' man. It was on account of my havin' this money to invest." "Oh!" says I. "Much?" "Fifty thousand dollars," says he.

Some of 'em hadn't met for seven and ten year, and sich a shakin' o' hands there was, an' recognisin' of each other! I thought we'd never get the service begun. Many of 'em was Christian men, and felt like brothers, you see." "Did many of the masters an' mates come to the services in those days?" asked Joe Davidson. "Ay, a-many of 'em.

Phelim raised his pistol, slow as married life, and covered the little man. 'Take off your hat! called Phelim. The little man obeyed, white as paper, and shakin' like a leaf. 'Was the horse sound? called Phelim. 'He was, said the little man 'Was he six years old? called Phelim. 'At least, said the little man. 'None of your quibbles, called Phelim.

They was swarmin' fore an' aft like a lot o' scared seal wavin' their arms, shakin' their fists, jabberin', leapin' about in the wash o' the seas that broke over the bows. "'Docks, says the skipper, 'what's the matter with they folk, anyhow? We isn't draggin', is we? says he, half cryin'. 'We isn't hurtin' they, is we?

Him an' Mink, the barber, keep runnin' each other to see who can get the most citified things. No sooner'd Zittelhof get his pulleys than Mink, he put in shower-baths. An' when Mink bought a buzz fan, Zittelhof sent for the lavender cloth to spread over 'em before the coffin comes. It makes it rill nice for Friendship. "'Who's goin to get down in? says Mis' Toplady, shakin' out the cloth.

You be steerin' 'em down 'at ol' stretch one of these days, sure! If we jus' had a li'l wateh, now, we could do a betteh job on 'is hawss." "He's shakin' a lot, ain't he?" asked Herman. "Nuhvous, thass all ail him. My side 'mos' clean a'ready; how you gettin' along?"

So away wid him, and the dhrums and fifes playing, an' a dozen more unforthunate bliggards just listed along with him, an' he shakin' hands wid the sargent, and swearin' agin the women every minute, until, be the time he kem to himself, begorra, he was a good ten miles on the road to Dublin, an' Molly and all behind him.

Now, Jasper, whut air you a settin' up here fur, a shakin' like a lump o' calf-foot jelly? You give me the fidgits." "Wall, thar won't be nobody a laughin' now putty soon," said Jasper. "I kin see right now that these steers air goin' to run off inter the creek." "They ain't a goin' to do no sich of a thing, an' you know it. Miz Mayfield, did you ever see sich carryin's-on?"

Well, afther one great roarin' blast iv the wind, you'd think the walls iv the castle was just goin' to fall, quite an' clane, with the shakin' iv it.

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