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As we turned that way, the other trap took hold hard; as it sprang, we could hear a wolf yelp. "Meks 'em holler," said D'ri, "thet ol' he-trap does, when it teks holt. Stay here by the sheep, 'n' I 'll go over 'n' give 'em somethin' fer spraint ankles." Other wolves were swarming over the dead deer, and the two in the traps were snarling and snapping at them.
Musical examines, throws her nose into the air, and answers by the rich bell-like note of the true otter hound; and all the woodlands ring as the pack dashes down the shingle to her call. "Over!" shouts Tom. "Here's the fresh spraint our side!"
"Miss Amy is not always quite clear in her mind, but rather resolute when it is made up; and when we told her we had to cut off your boot, she insisted upon sending these." At this point Mrs. Biggs appeared, throwing up both hands at what she saw, and exclaiming, "Wall, if I won't give up! Satin slips for a spraint laig. Yes, I'll give up!"
"Stranger still that you may cut a worm into several parts, and the life remains in each, but, strangest of all, that you should sit on the ground, professor, instead of rising up, while you philosophise. You are not hurt, I hope are you?" "I razer zink I am," returned the philosopher with a faint smile; "mine onkle, I zink, is spraint."
Solomon gave a whistle of relief as he entered their lodgings on Bloomsbury Square and dropped into a chair. "Wal, sir! We been flyin' eround as brisk as a bee," he remarked. "I feel as if I had spraint one leg and spavined t'other.
"Stranger still that you may cut a worm into several parts, and the life remains in each, but, strangest of all, that you should sit on the ground, professor, instead of rising up, while you philosophise. You are not hurt, I hope are you?" "I razer zink I am," returned the philosopher with a faint smile; "mine onkle, I zink, is spraint."
Thomas J. wuz a comin' for us, but had spraint his wrist and couldn't drive. Wall, Josia lifted our saddul bags in, and my umbrell, and the band box. But when he went to lift my trunk he faltered. It wuz heavy. I had got relicts from Mount McGregor, from the Battlefield, from the various springs, minerals, stuns, and things, and Josiah couldn't lift it.
Well, I would give up all the Teleologies and cosmogonies that I ever dreamt or read, just to believe what he believes Heigho and well-a-day! Paul! hist? I'll swear that was an otter! 'I hope not, sir, I'm sure. I haven't seen the spraint of one here this two years. 'There again don't you see something move under that marl bank?
"Have you drawn your horse?" he had reached the lumber pile and the girl was smiling down at him. He shook his head dolefully. "No, mom, I hain't a-goin' to ride. I spraint my shoulder ropin' that steer an' I just be'n over to see doc an' he says I should keep offen bad horses fer a spell. It's sure tough luck, too, 'cause I c'd of won if I c'd of rode.
"Hillo! Mr. Trebooze!" says the old fellow, looking up. "Here it is!" "Spraint? Spraint? Spraint? Where? Eh what?" cries Trebooze. "No; but what's as good: here on this alder stump, not an hour old. I thought they beauties starns weren't flemishing for nowt." "Here! Here! Here! Here! Musical, Musical! Sweetlips! Get out of the way!" and Trebooze runs down.
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