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Updated: June 1, 2025
He dug so deeply into his pockets that his sleeves crawled up. "Say, look here. I've got my business to attend to, and, when my trade's in town, my trade comes first. See? Take off and show Keokuk a few numbers. I want him to see that chinchilla drape." She reached out, closing her hand over his arm. "I'll show him the whole line, Kess, when we're back from lunch. I got to talk to you, I tell you.
If, however, the purchaser prefer it, gold will be brought him in the leaf 99 per cent. fine, and this is undoubtedly the best form into which to convert your silver. The gold beaters of Yunnan are a recognised class, and are so numerous that they have a powerful guild or trade's union of their own.
The other way will wreck public credit. That's what I say. Supposin' some Labour Government takes the notion that soap's bad for the nation? Are they goin' to shut up Port Sunlight? Or good clothes? Or lum hats? There's no end to their daftness if they once start on that track. A lawfu' trade's a lawfu' trade, says I, and it's contrary to public policy to pit it at the mercy of wheen cranks.
Clayton saw that both wondered what he could want with the gun, and he added: "I'd like to have it to take home with me. It would be a great curiosity." "Well," said the mother, "you kin hev one ef ye want hit, and think the trade's fa'r." Clayton insisted, and the trade was made. The old woman resumed spinning.
He was a spare man of perhaps forty-five, with no intention of abandoning the pretensions to youth for many a year. In dress he was as spick and span as a tailor at the trade's annual convention.
"Times are so bad I have the blues," says Bilderbeck, who deals in shoes. "All day I loaf around my store, and folks don't come here any more; I reckon they have barely cash to buy cigars and corn beef hash, and when they've bought the grub to eat, they can't afford to clothe their feet. "There's something wrong when trade's thus pinched," says he, "and someone should be lynched.
If I could have seen that degenerate old crook again that night but of course a trade's a trade, and I'd said it. Ain't I the old silly!" "The door opened and the light shone out " I gently prompted. She erected herself in the chair, threw back her shoulders, and her wide mouth curved and lifted at the corners with the humour that never long deserts this woman. "Yep!
Shortly after passing an avenue neatly labelled "Trade's Drive" the road wound upwards through a ravine the sides of which were covered with a dense shrubbery which had the air of having always been there, and yet somehow looked expensive.
"What you propose to do is much the same as doing nothing; it is no better than a hodman's work, and can be done by machinery. You had much better become a mason. That is something, and that is what I will be. Yes, that is a good trade. A mason can get into a trade's corporation, become a burgher, have his own colours and his own club.
"I didn't mean it for precious cheek," said Bobbie; "only everybody that has anything to do with railways is so kind and good, I didn't think you'd mind. You don't really do you?" she added, for she had seen a not unkindly wink pass between the two. "My trade's driving of an engine, not mending her, especially such a hout-size in engines as this 'ere," said Bill.
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