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Updated: June 16, 2025
Lacerated as aforesaid; small intestines cumbered with brick dust; slingshot in duodenum; boot-heel imbedded in pelvis; butcher's knife fixed rigidly in right kidney. Remarks: Chinese immigration will ruin any country in the world. .... Seated in his den, in the chill gloom of a winter twilight, comforting his stomach with hoarded bits of cheese and broad biscuits, Mr.
Palura knew the consequences of failing to meet the challenge. "Give 'im hell!" someone called. Palura turned and nodded, and a little yelping cheer went up, which ceased instantly. Terabon, observing details, saw that Palura's coat sagged on the near side in the shape of an automatic pistol. He saw, too, that the man's left sleeve sagged round and hard a slingshot or black-jack.
"Two big fellows would hold a man until they were thru beating him and then turn him loose. I was turned loose and ran probably six or eight feet, something like that, and I was hit and knocked down. As I scrambled to my feet and ran a few feet again I was hit on the shoulder with a slingshot.
Trackin' O.K. Looks like they'll take out the left half a that dumbbell." I found the mike again. "Missiles homing on target," I said. "Strike in thirty-five seconds. You'll be interested to know we're employing chemical warheads. So far there is no sign of offense or defense from the enemy." I figured the news would shock a few mutineers. David wasn't even using his slingshot on Goliath.
"I was wondering if you Canadian boys are way ahead of us Yankee boys when it comes to doing as you please. My father wouldn't let me come on this trip if Mr. Perry hadn't come along." "I guess we're not much different from you Yankees," Max replied. "But, talkin' about doing as you please, it seems to me that you went pretty far when you made that slingshot after Mr.
For it was men of this calling, the calling of engineers, who in the early days wrought for purposes of warfare warfare then being the major industry the javelin, the spear, the helmet, the coat of mail, the plate of armor, the slingshot; just as their later brothers, for a like purpose, conceived and devised the throwing of mustard gas, the two-ton explosive, the aerial bomb, the mortar shell, the hand-grenade for the protection, false and true, of the home.
"Oh you can laugh all you want to, Tee-hee, but if it hadn't been for my slingshot, we wouldn't have any prisoner at all right now," Bud flung back with a suggestion of resentment. "Yes, we must give Bud credit for all he's done," Mr. Perry agreed. "We owe a good deal to his ingenuity." "We ought to take our prisoner over to Rockport and put him in jail," suggested Mr. Baker.
My advice is to get out of here as soon as possible." "Where'll we go?" asked Mr. Perry. "We'll decide that after we get away. If you want to keep your prisoner, don't stay here." "Dad's got his automatic yet," Cub reminded with youthful confidence in a chamber full of shells. "And I've got my slingshot," chimed in Bud. "Tee-hee," laughed Hal.
"And Stanley says she is stuck up to the last degree," added Tom. "Maybe this will take her down a peg anyway I hope so." Sam was searching his pockets. He brought out several dried beans and a heavy rubber elastic. "The remains of a slingshot and ammunition I confiscated from a Freshy who was taking shots at me," he explained. "Drop the beans in they'll look like jelly beans!" cried Tom.
He read me about a feller in it named Samson, who was full o' jokes an' the strongest man ever was, I reckon, before he let that Philistine woman loco him, an' he read about another feller, just a mite of a boy, who killed a giant with a slingshot in front of an army which had made fun of him an' was all ready to give in to the giant, an' he read me some poems about mountains; an' I had to give in that the Bible was the greatest book ever was.
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