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"But, my dear," she returned to the charge, "you know mauve is so unbecoming; if one should become a trifle pale " Dorothy snipped a bit of toast in her aunt's direction. "But, why, my dear Lydia," she teased, "should one ever be pale? There are first aids to beauty, you know and a very nice rouge can be had " "Dorothy, how can you!" exclaimed the lady, overcome with horror. "Rouge!
With a pair of cutters he snipped off the projection which extended through the dial from the external pointer now the latter might be moved to any point upon the dial without affecting the mechanism below. In other words, the eastern hemisphere dial was useless. Now he turned his attention to the western dial. This he set upon a certain point.
Parts are apt to be hastily snipped or mangled. Examine the windpipe. Experiment 111. Examine one bronchus, carefully dissecting away the lung tissue with curved scissors. Follow along until small branches of the bronchial tubes are reached. Take time for the dissection, and save the specimen in dilute alcohol. Put pieces of the lung tissue in a basin of water, and note that they float.
The golden youth was the bearer of tidings, but Ford held up his hand for silence: some one was breaking in to reply from Frisbie's Frisbie, himself, as the minimized tickings speedily announced. Ford snipped out his call for help in the fewest possible words: Arm M'Grath's gang and bring it by train to Horse Creek, quick. MacMorroghs are trying to dynamite us in the Nadia.
"I'm the very onliest one that goes trailing a long tail behind them. Neither Dolly, Molly, Patty, Fidelia, Topsy, nor Tiny wears a long tail. I want to look like my twin sister. Say, Tiny, did it hurt awfully when Buster snipped off your tail?" "It hurt dreadfully! And it bled and bled. But Limpy-toes cured it," remembered Tiny. "And now no one can step on your tail. That hurts dreadfully, too.
'I'll do it in the twinkling of an eye', said the man, 'if you'll only give me a pair of scissors. So he got a pair of scissors, and snipped a hole in the neck, and went off with his three hundred dollars. 'That was another of them', he said to himself, as he walked along. Last of all, he came to a farm, where he made up his mind to rest a bit.
"Just a moment now, and I'll have you safe!" cried the fortune-hunter, as he again mounted the ladder. Luckily the charged wire was near enough to be reached by going nearly to the top of the ladder. Holding the pincers in his rubber-gloved hands, the old man quickly snipped the wire.
Guiding his boat till he was beside them, he stooped down and snipped off the ends of the tongues, and then rowed back to the other bank.
"Because it feels like bristles," she whispered. She reddened fiercely when he remained silent, and the scissors snipped more rapidly between her fingers. "I'm going to prospect the big swamp along the edge of the Barrens this summer," he explained soon, laughing to relieve the tension. "A beard will protect me from the black flies." "You can grow another."
No one was to blame of course; it was one of those things that could not be avoided. But what actually caused him to leave St. Stephen's was a boyish prank played on one of the choir boys, who sat in front of him. Taking up a new pair of shears lying near, he snipped off, in a mischievous moment, the boy's pigtail. For this jest he was punished and then dismissed from the school.
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