United States or Cocos Islands ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
"Vot for you vos blay me such a drick as dis, hey?" "Just to wake you up, Hans." "I ton't vos been asleep, not me!" "I mean to stir up your ideas put something new into your head." "Mine head vos all right, Tom." "To be sure it is." "Den vot you say you vos put somedings new py him, hey?" "I mean to make you sharper-put you on your mettle."
This was barely settled when there came a sharp rap on the door. "Git under cover quick!" hissed Tad. "That must be one of 'em!" Tad and Hans made haste to squeeze in behind the organ, and Frank crept under the sofa. "Shimminy Gristmas!" muttered the Dutch lad, "uf id don'd peen britty tight blace here den I ton't know somedings."
We've all cot our fery own names, only in pad tays, my laty, we ton't aalways know which tey are exactly; but we aal know which we are each other, and we get on fery coot without the names. We lay tem py with our Sappath clothes for a few tays, and they come out ta fresher and ta sweeter for keeping ta Sappath so long, my laty.
Vat shall we do wis him? Ant Papa sayt, 'Me ton't know. Zen Mamma sayt, 'Let us give him to town at Mister Schultzen's, and he may pea Schumacher, ant my Vater sayt, 'Goot! Six year ant seven mons livet I in town wis ze Mister Shoemaker, ant he loaft me. He sayt, 'Karl are one goot vorkman, ant shall soon become my Geselle. Pot-man makes ze proposition, ant Got ze deposition.
"Oh, Hans must be cold!" cried Sam. "Let us shake him up, boys!" "All right!" came from half a dozen. "Get a blanket, somebody!" "No, you ton't, not by my life alretty!" sang out Hans, who had been tossed up before. "I stay py der groundt mine feets on!" And he started to run away.
If you hat toldt me at the peginning if you hat peen frank with meboat it iss all righdt; you can go on; you ton't see dese tings as I see them; and you haf cot a family, and I am a free man. I voark to myself, and when I ton't voark, I sdarfe to myself. But, I geep my handts glean, voark or sdarfe. Gif him hiss mawney pack!
"Well," said Fulkerson, "I wish I was a subject of suspicion with you, Lindau. By-the-way," he added, "I understand that you think capital was at the bottom of the veto of that pension of yours." "What bension? What feto?" The old man flamed up again. "No bension of mine was efer fetoedt. I renounce my bension, begause I would sgorn to dake money from a gofernment that I ton't peliefe in any more.
Hans was not far off, shambling along in his own peculiar fashion. He held up his lantern and by the dim rays made out a building some distance away. "I yonder vot is in dare?" he said to himself. "Maype I go und look, hey? It ton't cost me noddings." Through the mist and rain he approached the building and walked around to the door, which was closed.
"Well," said Fulkerson, "I wish I was a subject of suspicion with you, Lindau. By-the-way," he added, "I understand that you think capital was at the bottom of the veto of that pension of yours." "What bension? What feto?" The old man flamed up again. "No bension of mine was efer fetoedt. I renounce my bension, begause I would sgorn to dake money from a gofernment that I ton't peliefe in any more.
"Chust you wait, Tom Rofer," answered the German cadet, and shook his fist at his tormentor. "I git square somedimes, or mine name ain't " "Sauerkraut!" finished another cadet, and a roar went up. "Hans, is it true that you eat sauerkraut three times a day when you are at home?" "No, I ton't eat him more as dree dimes a veek," answered Hans, innocently.
Word Of The Day