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Texas scratched his head in a puzzled way, while Pat grinned. "Will ye roll that in yer cigarette an' shmoke it, Uncle Tex?" "I'll have to take a shot at that fool greaser for this," returned Texas. "You'll do no such thing," declared the young woman. "You know he couldn't help himself." "Be the Powers, ut's us that should know that same!" "But honey, you can't stay here.
I shall pay ver' vell; I haf nine hundert vrancs of inkomm, und I haf not ver' long ter lif. . . . I shall gif no drouble vatefer. . . . I can eat onydings I only vant to shmoke mein bipe. Und you are der only von dat haf shed a tear for Bons, mit me; und so, I lof you." "I should be very glad, sir; but, to begin with, M. Gaudissart has given me a proper wigging " "Vigging?"
"I guess I'm as American as they make 'em." "I am from Bavaria," Lauer told him. "Vill you shmoke? I light mine bibe mit your vife's permission." "Yes," he continued, stuffing the bowl of his pipe with a stubby forefinger, "I am from Bavaria. Dere I vass upon a farm brought oop. I serf in der army my dime. Den Ameriga. Dere I marry my vife, who is born in Milvaukee. I vork in der big brreweries.
Shure there's no sinse at all, at all, in workin' life out to kape life in. "Ah, no," said Misther Fahy. "That tobacky has no strinth in it. We get no satisfaction out iv it. We shmoked a pipe iv it to make frinds, but we'd not shmoke another. 'Tis like chopped hay or tay-leaves, it is. Will we walk back wid yer honner's glory? 'Tis only four miles, it is. No, we bur-rn no powdher here.
All quiet as a lamb. Thin, bold loike, I shteps into the room, and nearly drops wid the shcare I have on me in a minute. The room was dark as a b'aver hat, sorr, but in different shpots ranged round in the chairs was six little red balls of foire!" "Barney!" I cried. "Thrue, sorr," said he. "And tobacky shmoke rollin' out till you'd 'a' t'ought there was a foire in a segyar-store!
Every word the sick man tried to speak cut his chest like a knife, and his eyes half started from his head with the agony of it. The Avocat's heart sank within him, for he saw that a life was hanging in the balance. Not knowing what to do, he tucked in the bedclothes gently. "I do be thinkin'," said the strained, whispering voice "I do be thinkin' I could shmoke."
"Choke off roight where ye are," commanded Barney. "Oi'm yer fri'nd, Greg Carker, but Oi'll hit ye av ye sling any of that socialist talk at us! Ye've r'iled me now. Oi must have a shmoke to soothe me narves." "Me, too," grinned Ephraim, as they both rose. "You'll 'scuse us for a little while, won't ye, girls? We'll jest step into the smokin' compartment."
It's treatin' iv'ry b'y he is, an' poundin' on the bar Till iv'ry man he's drinkin' wid must shmoke a foine cigar; An' Missus Murphy's little Kate, that's coomin' there for beer, Can't pay wan cint the bucketful, the whilst that Chairley's here! He's joompin' oor the tops o' sthools, the both forninst an' back! He'll lave yez pick the blessed flure, an' walk the straightest crack!
"Not for a Johnny Crapaud like you, and put that in your pipe and shmoke it!" said McGilveray, winking at the big fellow, and spitting on the ground before the surly one, who made a motion as if he would bayonet McGilveray where he sat. "He shall die the cursed English soldier," said Johnny Crapaud. "Some other day will do," said McGilveray. "What does he say?" asked Johnny Crapaud.
Me not knowin' more than the dead fwhat ailed him, 'twas just as though the docthor's word had done ut all as if Love-o'-Women had but been waitin' for the ordher to let go. "In hospital he sez somethin' to the docthor that I could not catch. "'Holy shmoke! sez the docthor, 'an' who are you to be givin' names to your diseases? 'Tis ag'in' all the regulations.
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