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"Hold on," interrupted Bone, "I'll do all I kin for the poor little shaver, but I don't expect I can git no horse. I'll go and see, but the teams has all got the extry stock in harness, fer the roads is mighty tough, and snow, down the cañon, is up to the hubs of the wheels.
"I see," Jack answered; "you pick off the hot chestnuts. I used to do that when a little shaver, till I got my fingers blistered so badly I decided to let some one else get burned in my place." "Did you ever cut up at school?"
One or two men lounged out of the inn, and surveyed the scene dispassionately, and the landlord pushed his way forward. "Wot's the matter?" "Matter!" gasped the youth, tightening his hold on Rogers' collar and waving his glass dramatically. "This young shaver was going to nick my bike. I seen him." "I wasn't, you fool " began Rogers, who did not like the man's knuckles in his neck.
Why, I cannot now say, without it was his manners. There had been a big fox chase, and Uncle Jimmy was telling about it. Of course he was the hero. I was only a little shaver, and I stood in front of Uncle Jimmy, looking up into his eyes, but he never noticed me.
When I was a little shaver, I used to sit on the floor with the other little fellows while our mothers worked, and sometimes the white folks girls would read us a Bible story. But most of the time we slept. Right there on the floor. Then later, when I was bigger, I had to work with the men at night shelling corn, to take to town early mornings."
"And before," Gordon Makimmon demanded, "do you think I couldn't have gutted you if I'd had a mind to? do you think anybody couldn't gut you? Why, you've been the mutton of every little storekeeper that let you off with a pound of coffee, of any note shaver that could write.
The Hopper had never visited a studio before, and satisfied now that he was the sole occupant of the house, he passed passed about shooting his light upon unfinished canvases, pausing finally before an easel supporting a portrait of Shaver newly finished, he discovered, by poking his finger into the wet paint.
But certainly he dropped a word about loose books." "Of course he did." "Well! and ain't they?" "Ain't they!" cried the other with fury. "Here, you young shaver, bring the candle out here. Ain't they? No they ain't and and the . Look here!" mephisto. "'Mend your Ways, a tract." brutus. "I'll break his head instead." mephisto. "'Narrative of Mr. James the Missionary." brutus.
"I don't mistrust but you're good enough." "Oh, no. I'm not good. I'm wicked! I'm noisy! I make my ma's head ache every day! I usen't to be so wicked when I was a little shaver. I used to be a shaver, did you know that? But now I'm a boy. That's because I'm eight. I'm a boy and I'm wicked. I'm awful wicked, and I'm getting worse. I whistle. Did you think I could whistle?
We've hit the trail together afore now, and he's eighteen carat from his moccasins up, damn his mangy old hide, anyway. He was a shaver when he first hit this country. When you fellers was his age, you wa'n't dry behind the ears yet. He never was no kid. He was born a full-grown man. An' I tell you a man had to be a man in them days. This wa'n't no effete civilization like it's come to be now."
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