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Updated: June 29, 2025


You don't suppose the fright he had turned his head and made him commit suicide, do you?" "Suicide your tintype!" stoutly scorned Tom. "Do you think that fellow would commit suicide in a rowboat?" "What do you mean?" questioned Jack wonderingly.

I've been knocked overboard by a whale, I've been wrecked, and half drowned, and almost starved, but I've never been in a picture, except I once had a tintype taken that was when I was married," and he chuckled at the remembrance. "These movin' pictures aren't like tintypes; are they?"

Adna raged back: "Give up a billion-dollar man for a fool poet? Not on your tintype!" Kedzie gave her father an admiring look. They were getting on sympathetic ground. They understood each other. Adna was encouraged to say: "If I was you, Kedzie, I'd just lay the facts before him. Maybe he could buy the feller off. You could probably get him mighty cheap." Mrs.

The two rough-bearded, merry-eyed fellows at the sweeps were setting their craft broadside to the stream that "the current might have more holt of her," the chief explained. They were interested in the kodak, and readily posed as I wished, but wanted to see what had been taken, having the common notion that it is like a tintype camera, with results at once attainable.

"What brought you to this strange corner of the world?" "Believe me," the spluttering voice replied, "I am not here of my own will. You can bet your tintype on that, Mr. Washington Arch, or Mr. Hoffman House Bar, or Mr. Flatiron Building." "Your mode of address is somewhat obsolete," I ventured. "Changes have taken place." "Yes, I know.

The old Bowery, where they used to take your tintype by force and give ye knockout drops before having your palm read, is now called the Wall Street of the island. The wienerwurst stands are required by law to keep a news ticker in 'em; and the doughnuts are examined every four years by a retired steamboat inspector.

They tried to make him forget it, but when they failed, his mother went to the bureau and pulling open the lower drawer found a little varnished box; under the shaded lamp she brought out a sack of marbles, a broken bean-shooter, with whittled prongs, a Barlow knife, a tintype picture of a boy, and the mouth-organ. This she gave to the hands that fluttered about the face on the pillow.

"Andy and me used to go fishin' acrosst that bridge. Did you ever see the Housatonic River? I've fished a lot there. Cornwall, Connecticut. The hills are pretty there. Then Andy got worse. You look in that drawer." John remembered, and when he got out the tintype, Jake stretched for it eagerly.

"Cheer up," said Goodwin. "You are a pretty poor fox to be envying a gander. Maybe the enchanting Guilbert will take a fancy to you and your tintypes after we impoverish her royal escort." "She could do worse," reflected Keogh; "but she won't. 'Tis not a tintype gallery, but the gallery of the gods that she's fitted to adorn. She's a very wicked lady, and the president man is in luck.

This token I am going to show you now has no value to the world or at a bank, but there is not money enough on this earth to buy it." He drew from his pocketbook a little pink-covered tintype of a boy and girl. The tapering fingers shook as she held it.

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