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Updated: July 1, 2025
Why not confide that these lines are pencill'd on the edge of a woody bank, with a glistening pond and creek seen through the trees south, and the corn we are writing about close at hand on the north? Why not even the tiny, turtle-shaped, yellow-back'd, black-spotted lady-bug that has lit on the shirt-sleeve of the arm inditing this?
"Where they wear bicycle-skirts," thought John Gayther. "Every trace of enthusiastic excitement had passed away from Almia, who now had something in this world to do, and who set about doing it without loss of a second. The man was only wounded, for he opened his eyes and said so, and drawing up his shirt-sleeve he showed Almia that the cut was in the lower part of his left arm.
"Captain Lewis instantly put down his rifle, and advancing toward them, took the woman by the hand, raised her up, and repeated the words 'tabba bone! at the same time stripping up his shirt-sleeve to prove that he was a white man for his hands and face had become by constant exposure quite as dark as their own.
The shirt-sleeve planted a shrewd blow in Hall's face that stopped his open-armed advance, and sent him backward into old Toothsome the sexton, and in another moment the garment was lifted up and became convulsed and vacantly flapping about the arms, even as a shirt that is being thrust over a man's head.
He went upstairs to some place of concealment. "What was you and young Carrots so busy about below here?" said Uncle Mo next day, coming down the stairs to breakfast in the kitchen an hour later than Aunt M'riar. "Telling me of his Aunt Betsy yesterday. Mind your shirt-sleeve. It's going in the butter."
Price had walked about the room some time looking for a shirt-sleeve, which Betsey at last hunted out from a drawer in the kitchen, the small party of females were pretty well composed, and the mother having lamented again over the impossibility of getting Sam ready in time, was at leisure to think of her eldest daughter and the friends she had come from.
At sight of me the girls broke into a peal of laughter, gathered up their skirts and fled, still laughing, down the road. "What's the matter?" I asked again. "The matter?" echoed the schoolmaster, staring blankly after the retreating skirts; then more angrily "The matter? come and look here!" He took hold of my shirt-sleeve and led me to the well.
But the earth was the one thing that would receive Jake unprotestingly. He lay on his face, his arms outflung, and from the gaping hole between his shoulders a dark stream welled. The indifferent earth, the uncaring grass, received it. The wind came out of the swamp on mincing feet and danced over him, and fluttered his torn shirt-sleeve.
And ye mind He would be coming and living among us, ye see. There it is again: He would jist be the cure planted right among the poison! Oh! hoch! Yes! yes!" The girl laid her hand for a minute on his rough shirt-sleeve. "And the rheumatism is bad again, is it, Uncle Hughie?" "Hoots! not much, not much. It will jist be the April wind and the doctor would be giving me a fine liniment last time.
To him next I turned, to find his eyes, which were dark and quick, searching me curiously; and as I turned he made a step forward, put out a hand as if to touch me on the shirt-sleeve, and anon drew it back, yet still continued to regard me. "You are a son, signor, of Sir John Constantine?" he asked, in soft Italian. "I am his only son, sir," I answered him in the same language. "Ah!
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