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Updated: June 3, 2025
Whar's anybody whar'll want my sponge-cake, jelly, and blue-monge, whar I can git ez much ez I wants to do in town? Who gwine want my clar-starchin' an' pickle-makin' an' ketchups? Dem tacky people doan want none of my makin's." I ventured to remind Mammy that all dwellers in the country were not tackies. "I know dat, sah; but whole parcel of um is.
I have heard of instances in which the bitumen coatings have softened under certain circumstances and become quite 'tacky. But, bless my soul! here am I gossiping with you and wasting your time, and it is nearly a quarter to nine!" My guest rose hastily, and I, with many apologies for having detained him, proceeded to fulfil my promise to guide him to his destination.
Cooper hurled his canisters of penetrating gas, Adlington his atomic iron explosive bombs, Spencer his indestructible armor-piercing projectiles, and Dutton his shatterable flasks of the quintessence of corrosion a sticky, tacky liquid of such dire potency that only one rare Solarian element could contain it.
A reader of human nature could have seen at a glance that she was the weaker. From their conversation, it appeared they knew all places and people of importance along the route. As the train stopped at Westport, Landis viewed the town with critical eye. "Tacky little hole, isn't it? I should simply die if I were compelled to live here." "You would never stand it.
For years she had dreaded to go where men and women were, because the rare sight of human happiness brought upon her a torrent of dreams. The emptiness of her own life, together with the hatred of self, because she could not be glad for the simple object lesson of a man and woman happy in each other, made her miserable for hours. Late years she had not cared if she looked tacky.
The inhabitants have been so long out of the world that, though they make a show of keeping up-to-date in dress and manners and literature, they depend to a great extent on hearsay, and a function that in Hades would be considered elaborate would doubtless be hailed by a Chicago beef-princess as "perhaps a little tacky." John T. Unger was on the eve of departure. Mrs.
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