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Updated: June 23, 2025
"Ain't funny not when I tell you Fred De Garmo's handing out the invites, and he sure aims to have plenty of excitement he-he! Betcher Manley won't be able to set on the wagon seat an' hold the lines t'-morrow not if he comes out when he's called and does the thing proper he-he! An' if he don't show up, they aim to jest about pull the old shebang down over his ears.
"Texas," with a grin, not altogether pleasant. "That's an ol' friend." "No doubt, but I see no sense in wearing it here. What are you afraid of?" He stroked his mustache, eyeing me. "Wal, personally, stranger, I ain't greatly feerd o' nuthin', but I wus hired fer to keep people outer this shebang. There ain't no work goin' on, so I don't hav' no niggers to keep folks out." "Who employed you?"
"So, and a member of this same Vigilance Committee, I reckon," he continued. "Yes." "Well, Mr. Bly, I owe you an apology for coming here, and some thanks for the only sleep I've had in forty-eight hours. I struck this old shebang at about ten o'clock, and it's now two, so I reckon I've put in about four hours' square sleep. Now, look here." He beckoned Herbert towards the window.
It is really quite surprising, let us add, to find how many people are suddenly interested in some quiet, innocent-looking shebang nestling off in a quiet dingle in the country, and how, when it is to be sold, they all bob up from their coverts in Flushing, Brooklyn, or Long Island City, and have to be "satisfied."
Now, thank goodness, I am where people are really awake. What are you doing with that money?" "Oh, just lookin' at it, while I can. I shan't have the chance very long, if the other folks in this town are like that hack driver. A dollar to drive half a mile in that hearse! Why, the whole shebang wa'n't worth more than two dollars, to buy.
It's up to me, Milt, to squeeze this old shebang dry. There's not much more than a living in it at best, and now with Selene grown up and naturally wanting to have it like other girls, it ain't always easy to see my way clear. But I'll do it, if I got to trust the store for a year to a child like Selene. I'll get her back." "You can call on me, Mrs. C., to keep my eye on things while you're gone."
"Well, I was going by a house up here when this kid opened the door with a quart bottle of champagne, and he cut the wire and fired the cork at another boy, and the champagne went all over the sidewalk, and some of it went on me, and I knew there was something wrong, cause champagne is to expensive to waste that way, and he said he was running the shebang and if I would bring him here you would say he was all right.
We'll see if we can get a glimpse of Andy's queer shebang through the window." The two chums left Tom's shop, and were soon in the yard of Ned Newton's house. As he had said, the big shed in Andy's premises came close up to the fence, and there was a window through which one might gaze. The casement did not appear to be curtained.
Why don't you clean out this shebang, and put in a new stock, of goods, and have clerks with white aprons on, and a girl bookkeeper, and goods that people will buy and eat and not get sick? There is a grocery down street that is as clean as a whistle, and I notice all your old customers go there. Why don't you keep up with the times?"
"Where did you learn to write at school?" asked Babcock, noting the boy's independence with undisguised pleasure. "Naw. Patsy an' me studies nights. Pop Mullins teaches us he's de ole woman's farder what she brung out from Ireland. He's a-livin' up ter de shebang; dey're all a-livin' dere Jinnie an' de ole woman an' Patsy all 'cept me an' Carl. I bunks in wid de Big Gray.
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