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Updated: June 13, 2025
But he stood for a minute or two looking down with whimsical respect on the dead form of the carcajou. "Y' ain't nawthin' but a thief an' stinkin' Glutton," he muttered presently, "an' the whole kit an' bilin' of ye's got to be wiped out! But, when it comes to grit, clean through, I takes off my cap to ye!"
"It was a small moroccer-bound pocket-book, full of indelible pencil- writin' in French, for I could plainly discern the doodeladays, which is about as far as my education runs. "'Op fists it open and peruses. 'E'd known an 'arf-caste Frenchwoman pretty intricate before he was married; when he was trained man in a stinkin' gunboat up the Saigon River.
It'll be a fight in the open, under the stars, with the clean, wet moss to lie down on, and not a scrappin'-match of freak phrases and law-books inside of a stinkin' court-room. The cards is shuffled and in the box, pardner, and the game is started. If we're due to win, we'll win. If we're due to lose, we'll lose. These things is all figgered out a thousand years back. Come on, boy. Are you game?"
And it's 'Where have you put the keys, Willomene? The lady was rich and stinkin' lookin', and had come from New Yawk in her husband's private cyar. "Well, Willomene fussed around in her pockets, and them keys was not there. So she started explaining in tanglefoot English to her lady how her lady must have took them from her before leavin' the cyar.
"It hed to be did; thar war no help for it," said Wilder, as he hurriedly turned towards his companion, adding: "Have you got the guns charged?" Hamersley made answer by handing him back his own rifle. It was loaded and ready. "Darn the stinkin' cowarts!" cried the guide, grasping the gun, and facing towards the plain. "I don't know how it may all eend, but this'll keep 'em off a while, anyhow."
Here's the file of the 'United Services' Institute. Read what Bellew says." "Blow Bellew!" said Carnehan. "Dan, they're a stinkin' lot of heathens, but this book here says they think they're related to us English." I smoked while the men poured over Raverty, Wood, the maps, and the "Encyclopaedia." "There is no use your waiting," said Dravot, politely. "It's about four o'clock now.
There was a quill-feather lyin' close by my hand the rock was strewed wi' feathers an' the birds' droppin's an' with it I tried to get at the rain-water that was caught in the crannies o' the rocks. While I was searchin' about I came across an egg. It was stinkin', but I ate it.
"'They descend thundering upon the planking, and the spectacle cannot reproduce itself. They ask orders. There is none to give them. One sits upon the edge of the vessel and chants interminably the lugubrious "Roule Britannia" to endure how lomg?" "That was me! On'y 'twas 'A Life on the Ocean Wave' which I hate more than any stinkin' tune I know, havin' dragged too many nasty little guns to it.
Widow Precious had a mind of uncommonly large type, so lofty and pure of all petty emotions, that if any one spoke of the Thornwick Inn, even upon her back premises, her dignity stepped in and said, "I can't abide the stinkin' naam o' un." Of this persistently noble regard of a lower institution Mr.
"'Twur turkey-buzzart, then; that's what it wur." "Turkey-buzzard!" echoed everyone. "'Twa'n't any thin' else." "Wagh? that was a stinkin' pill, an' no mistake." "That beats me all hollow." "And when did ye eat the buzzard, old boy?" asked one, suspecting that there might be a story connected with this feat of the earless trapper. "Ay! tell us that, Rube; tell us!" cried several.
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