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"There's a sash and four panes of glass gone to smithereens." "The gentleman who just went out will be glad to pay for it, if you'll call it to his attention," I said blandly. "I'll have the law on him!" shouted the landlord, getting red in the face. "And if he's a friend of yours you'd better settle for him, or it will be the worse for him."
We knew very well he could soon overtake us, and of course a blow apiece from his enormous paws would have knocked us into "smithereens," or, as my companion more elegantly expressed it, "into the middle of next week." It is quite probable that had this lion been let alone, he would have gone entirely away without molesting us. But was he not let alone.
Guapo was in no humour for enjoying the conversation of that evening. The crocodile had "choused" him out of his favourite supper. The monkey was literally knocked to "smithereens," and the pieces that still adhered together were daubed all over with mud. It wasn't fit meat even for an Indian and Guapo had to content himself with a dried plantain and a stew of jerked horse-flesh.
My hands lost their hold, and down they came with a crash. Every one smashed to smithereens, and I standing staring at Miss Bray. The way she told her story was this. The Board deals us out for adoption, and that morning they were discussing a request for Pinkie Moore, and, as usual, Miss Bray didn't want Pinkie to go. You see, Pinkie was very useful.
"Get some of your men up there and train that gun so as to blow these boats to smithereens. Quick!" In a half-whisper to the Captain: "It's all right. I know what I'm talking about." Then to the crowd: "We don't want you on board this ship a minute longer than we can help. We've got no room for dogs here among decent white men and women. Do you understand that?
"Yes, I would!" said Turly. "No, indeed, he wouldn't, Nurse. It was all me. But you don't mean that I've been really wicked. Nurse, do you?" "Don't I indeed? And my good gown in rags, and my cap in smithereens!" "I'm very sorry about that, Nursey dear, indeed I am. I couldn't have believed Vulcan could be so stupid as to end it all that way. He just got in a fright when he saw you coming in.
At last a ball smashed his shovel to smithereens; he quietly procured another and went on with his work. Then his former neighbors gave him a cheer, while his captain clapped him on the shoulder and said, "Promote you to be a veteran on the spot!" The days had grown shorter, colder, and drearier, and the discomforts of camp-life harder to endure.
To bring about a fresh start, to ensure movement from stage to stage, there must be renewed awakenings of energy, vigorous revolutionary outbursts, which stimulate the will, brace the muscles, and blow the obstacle to smithereens. Our revolution of 1789 was one of these outbursts of heroic energy, dragging mankind out of the rut wherein it had become wedged, and compelling a fresh start.
'A officer niver wants nobody to ate but himself. Then, 'Take thot! he yills, and flings his whiskey straight into Smith's face. "Av cour-rse, we ixpected to see him smash Galton to smithereens, him being dhrunk Galton, I mane but he stood still as a post, sir, and tur-rned white as a sheet.
Her beautiful ideals have been smashed to smithereens, and the fact that nothing has ever been invented that will stick them together, adds no comfort to the situation. Her disappointment is heart-breaking. I cannot make a move till I get her to myself and have a life-and-death talk with her. I am playing for time. I wrote her a cheerfully foolish letter.
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