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"'No need of that, Mr. Digby," said Rob quietly stepping forward with his hand on Joe's shoulder, "here is Joe safe and sound." "Great hopping watermelons!" yelled the farmer, rushing at his son followed by his wife. Together the worthy souls almost squashed the small lad like a butterfly under a harrow.
"Just your riding togs," she said, "and six suits of underwear and all the United States consular reports and two or three wash dresses and two 'good enough' dresses and a lot of quinine and a squashed hat and and " Very faintly the ghost of a smile went flickering over her lips "and whatever microscopes and specimen-cases get crowded out of Father's trunk. What's the use, Mr.
Then chucking it down after its murdered mother, where it fell not only killed, but "squashed," he prepared to descend in a less hasty manner. He now saw no particular need for their dining on durions, at least on that particular day; and therefore discontinued his task upon the bamboo ladder, which could be completed on the morrow, or whenever the occasion called for it.
"Neber mind," she said to herself, though her mistress overheard the words, "when I come downstairs again, I'll cotch one ob my feet and tumble onto you, and you'll be squashed worser dan if de house tumbled ober your head." The captive seemed to understand what all this meant. He had escaped thus far, but he might well fear the consequences, after the man aloft put in an appearance.
I love to see that Nature is so rife with life that myriads can be afforded to be sacrificed and suffered to prey on one another; that tender organizations can be so serenely squashed out of existence like pulp tadpoles which herons gobble up, and tortoises and toads run over in the road; and that sometimes it has rained flesh and blood!
She squashed past him; there was a knob at the back of the gun on which she pressed her thumbs, and she immediately wanted another pair with which to stop her ears. The gun jammed suddenly. The hero pulled the belt about, and Jo set it going once more. The Austrian machine guns answered back and kept this up, so Jo pressed the knob again and yet again. Then we got into the trenches above.
With the bucket swinging and clattering and banging around, he made a dash up on the verandah, among the pretty muslin-clad ladies and white-duck suited men, creating havoc and destruction, and smelling of kerosene and burnt hair and ancient goat, and uttering horrible, blood-curdling bah-h-h-s, till he got into the card-table corner, and mistaking the wide glass window for an open door, he promptly jumped through it, and fell with a shower of glass outside on to the verandah again, where Thady O'Brien and the fat German with the spectacles fell on him, and tried to hold him down, and the spectacles were ground into dust and otherwise damaged, and some of the ladies endeavouring to escape out of the hideous mélée fell with him, and then the goat struggled to his feet with the bucket squashed flat against his forehead, and his horns covered with lace, and tulle, and bits of kid gloves, and planted one of his cloven forefeet into the shirt-front of a German officer, and smashed his watch.
Next comes the poor devil of a shipwright that brute caught and squashed as she went off the ways. They called it the launch of a ship, but I've heard people say that, from the wailing and yelling and scrambling out of the way, it was more like letting a devil loose upon the river. She snapped all her checks like pack-thread, and went for the tugs in attendance like a fury.
It was shocking to see him squashed alive and mingling his cries with the loud love-sighs of the horse." "Oh! the mare!" exclaimed the vicar's good wench. "What!" said the priest astonished. "Certainly. You men wouldn't have cracked a plumstone for us." "There," answered the vicar, "you wrong me."
Like the loopholes in the law of gravity, the loopholes in the laws of society can not entail a defiance of the law. Only compliance with those laws will be ultimately successful. The wise man works within the framework of the law not only the written, but the unwritten law of his society. In a slave society, any slave who openly rebels will find that he gets squashed pretty quickly.
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