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"I'm not so sure of that," replied Kelly, who was wise enough to realize the value of a bogey like Dorn its usefulness for purposes of "throwing a scare into the silk-stocking crowd." "Dorn's getting mighty strong with the people." "Stuff and nonsense!" retorted Hastings. "They'll listen to any slick tongued rascal that roasts those that are more prosperous than they are.
Oh, who can picture to himself, without a tear, that such a creature of light, such an ethereal looking thing, whose step 'would ne'er wear out the everlasting flint, that floating gossamer on the thin air, shall one day become an anxious looking, sharp featured, pale faced, loud tongued, thin bosomed, broad bottomed wife!"
'And if ever I shall be so happy as to have an opportunity of serving you. A murrain on the smooth- tongued knave, and after all to get it for this pimp of a gauger." "The gauger! there must be some mistake," said Harley. "He writes me, that it was engaged for one whose long services " "Services!" interrupted the other; "you shall hear. Services!
Stephen Fausch saw that the disgrace clung to him, and his standing up for the boy now did no good, whether he threatened or even struck those whom he heard insulting him. He could not kill the thousand tongued brood of scandal-mongers. Slowly, slowly the process took years the smith himself began to suffer from everything that hurt the boy.
Then there was a long break in it, showing possibly that the creature had run a fence or swung from one tree to another. "That's a Coon," said Yan eagerly, for he had not forgotten any detail of the other lesson. Caleb made no reply. The Hound tongued a long way off, but came back to the pond and had one or two checks. "It's a great running for a Coon," Yan remarked, at length in doubt.
Guida's first impulse was to throw herself into the arms of the slow- tongued, great-hearted woman who hung above her like a cloud of mercy, and tell her whole story. But no, she would keep her word to Philip, till Philip came again. Her love the love of the young, lonely wife, must be buried deep in her own heart until he appeared and gave her the right to speak. Jean was calling to them.
They were all three hard-lookin' citizens, an' might ha' been anything from bum cowpunchers to " "Sharps," put in Bill, between noisy sips at his coffee. "Yes." Minky watched a number of flies settle on a greasy patch on the bare table. "Y'see," he went on, after a thoughtful pause, "I don't like strangers who don't seem ready tongued none of us do, since the stage-robbin' set in."
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