Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 13, 2025
It's that friendly wink though, that makes me remember puttin' up that game on him with the fake message, and somehow I felt cheap and mean. Here he was, treatin' me white and square, and I'd been handin' him a piece of fresh bunk. "Mr. Robert," says I, standin' pigeontoed and flushin' up some, "you remember that message from the bridge people Trimble, it was signed?" "Oh, yes," says he.
"What girl?" he demanded hoarsely. Steelman looked blandly innocent. "Didn't you know, Dug? Maybe I ought n't to 'a' mentioned it." Fingers like ropes of steel tightened on the wrist, Brad screamed. "Don't do that, Dug! You're killin' me! Ouch! Em Crawford's girl." "What about her and Sanders?" "Why, he's courtin' her treatin' her to ice-cream, goin' walkin' with her. Didn't you know?"
He looked up. Something in the old man's attitude the unspoken pain in the eyes the pathetic droop of the shoulders, struck a responsive chord in the heart of the officer. Impulsively he extended the hand in which the check remained unfolded. "Here, Mr. Carmody, I can't take your money. You didn't get me right. I start out to knife you for what I can get, an' you wind up by treatin' me white.
Wall, about this time there was a man in a adjacent town who had a green cotton umbreller." "Did it fit him well? Was it custom made? Was he measured for it?" "Measured for what?" said Abe. "The umbreller?" "Wall, as I was sayin," continnered the President, treatin the interruption with apparent comtempt, "this man sed he'd known that there umbreller ever since it was a pyrasol. Ha, ha, ha!"
"Wal, now, Tom," he said, "ye re'lly is too bad, as I al'ays have told ye; ye know, Tom, you and I used to talk over these yer matters down in Natchez, and I used to prove to ye that we made full as much, and was as well off for this yer world, by treatin' on 'em well, besides keepin' a better chance for comin' in the kingdom at last, when wust comes to wust, and thar an't nothing else left to get, ye know."
It's too much like treatin' them as if they wos Christians; and, you know, they couldn't be Christians if they wanted to ever so much. Besides, wotever name you gives 'em, there must be so many other dogs with the same name, that you stand a chance o' the wrong dog comin' to 'e ven you calls." "That's a strange reason. How then do you call him to you?"
I haven't been in bed to stay for over six nights, and I'm getting tired of it all." The answer told the real spirit of the average British woman, a spirit that was doing much to win the war. "Liza," replied the first speaker's companion, in a somewhat indignant voice, "Bill's over there, ain't 'e? 'E's tryin' to stop that blighter from treatin' us like 'e did the women of Belgium and France.
Treatin' is treatin', hospitality is hospitality; ef you and me was squattin' out on the prairie I'd let you fill your skin with that pizen and wrap ye up in yer blankets afterwards. But here at Big Flume, the Stage Kempenny and the wimen and children passengers hez their rights." He paused a moment, and added, "And so I reckon hez Mrs.
You don't see nothin' in the fact'ry. Say I feel like goin' to the movies, or treatin' myself to a ice-cream soda or a choc'late a-clair, why, I can do it without nobody's leave when I'm lucky. You ain't ever lucky in the fact'ry: you never have nothin', see? So I'd rather be me like I am than be me back in the fact'ry." "And do you always expect to be lucky?" Peter winced at the word.
He walked round, and planting himself defiantly in front of the vicarious mourner, he stuck his hands doggedly into his pockets and delivered the following rebuke, like the desultory explosions of a bunch of damaged fire-crackers: "It wont do, old girl; ef Jake knowed how you's treatin' his old pard he'd jest git up and snatch you bald headed-he would!
Word Of The Day
Others Looking