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One spring day I was making up the paper, while the Christophersons' little tow-headed boy watched me. "Are you going to be a printer when you grow up, Heine?" "Nope. I don't want no little types," he replied. "I like traction machines better they go. My Pa's got one." A tractor coming on the Strip! I ran to tell Ida Mary.
Miss Elting was trying to soothe her. Harriet adopted a different policy. "Tommy!" she cried sharply. "Oh, thave me! Thave me!" wailed the little tow-headed girl. "Do you want to drop clear to the bottom?" demanded Harriet. "No, oh, no! Thave me! I'll be good. I'll " "You'll be down there in a heap if you don't stop struggling. Listen to me!
The four Anderson children were wholesome and good-natured, as they were good scholars, and they were good riders. They were all tow-headed and they all lisped, and Bud was the most hopeless case among them. Flaxen-haired, baby-faced youngster that he was, he was the very first in all our crowd to learn to drop on the side of his pony and ride like a Comanche.
Upon one occasion the approach of the enemy was heralded by a few shells bursting suggestively near the spot where Company G was stationed. The tow-headed veteran immediately began preparations to retire. With threatening mien, levelled revolver, and oaths that would have done no discredit to "our army in Flanders," the Captain ordered the skulker back into line, upon pain of instant death.
The camp which we were to touch at was the one nearest the river and north of Wolf Creek, and we galloped up to it before the sun had even risen. Since everything was coming our way, Sponsilier and I observed a strict neutrality, but a tow-headed Texan rallied the outfit, saying: "Make haste, fellows, and saddle up your horses.
The children of her school were of divers ages and sizes. There were lank boys taller than Mary and little girls that needed to be cuddled and mothered. The native children, mostly a tow-headed lot, were easily distinguished from the children of the families at the mines, whose parents were from Naples or Palermo.
As he dismounted, a tow-headed, spindling boy lounged out of the doorway and stood with his hands shoved carelessly into his little overall pockets. "Hello, young feller." "'Lo, stranger." "What's the chance of bunking here for three or four hours and gettin' a good feed for the hoss?" "Never better. Gimme the hoss; I'll put him up in the shed. Feed him grain?" "No, you won't put him up.
At this moment a tow-headed son of the host espied the strangers on the porch and went to his father to report. The landlord, with flushed face and greasy apron, appeared on the porch and asked: "What do you want?" "Supper and bed," was the answer, and the little girl raised her eyes to the host, giving him a tired hungry stare.
He had taken a huge, ungainly Nova Scotian lad named Ringold for centre; he had placed a square-jawed, tow-headed boy from Duluth in the line; he had selected a high-strung, unseasoned chap, who for two years had been eating his heart out on the side-lines, and made him into a quarter-back.
I can see them speaking their "pieces." I can see "The Soldier of the Legion lay dying in Algiers." We had him die again that day, and he had a lingering end as we executed him. I can see "The boy stood on the burning deck, whence all but he had fled." I can see "Mary's little lamb" come slipping over the stage. I see the tow-headed patriot in "Give me liberty or give me death."
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