Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: May 7, 2025
"The death list out of the oblivion of the past but four names have been found John Morgan, Capt. George Calhoun's Co., 4th Pa., Nov. 6, 1778; James Tryer, Capt. "Some doubt may exist as to two of these, but as the hospital is named, an error may exist in copying the original record."
But she has gone out now, so let us carry back the spigot and butter tryer, and may be the grocery man will treat to the cider." And the two old setters went in and sat down on the barrels and talked about how they had known people along in 1837 to be shot all to pieces and recover.
"There," said the first old man, as he pushed the end of the butter tryer a little harder against the woman. "The bullet went in here, and went around here close to the liver, though probably it didn't touch the liver, passed through the thin membrane, and is probably lodged in here," and he reached around the woman with his left hand to where her apron was tied on.
Dowie would pass it rapidly to and fro under his nose, maybe sometimes tasting it, then push the tryer back into the hole, then withdrawing it, leaving its core of butter where it found it. If the butter suited him, and it rarely failed to do so, he would make his offer and ride away to the next dairy. The butter had always to be delivered at a date agreed upon, on the Hudson River at Catskill.
He put on his glasses and took up a butter tryer and walked up to a lady customer who was leaning over the counter smelling of some boarding-house prunes. She was a large lady, and perhaps as good a subject as could have been found. The first old man called the other up behind the woman, and said: "There, the assassin stood about as you do, and looked, probably, the same as you do.
When I'm runnin' a real tryer, I'm generally runnin' something very near a winner, you bet; and this time, mind this time, I'm runnin' the certainest winner I ever run and I don't often make a mistake. You back him." "I shall, if you're as sure as that. But who is he?" "Oh, Crockett's his name Sammy Crockett. He's quite a new lad. I've got young Steggles looking after him sticks to him like wax.
Well, I'll be cussed," remarked the grocery man, as he put up the butter tryer, and handed the boy a slice of rotten muskmelon. "How in the world did he get into a nest of hornets? I hope you did not have anything to do with it."
Seizing a codfish that was on the head of a sugar barrel by the tail she whacked the first old gent, who held the butter tryer, over the head, and said: "Peritonitis is beginning to set in, you bald-headed old villain, and general prostration will be the result. I will teach you to put your arm around me. I am no manikin. Do you take me for a dissecting room?
Now, you take this spigot and point to the woman, about here " and he put the butter tryer on her back, near the belt. "Yes, I see," said the second old man, as he nibbled a piece off a soda cracker, and pointed the wooden spigot at the woman, with his finger on the trigger. The woman was busy looking to see if there were any worms in the prunes, and she didn't notice what was going on.
His long, half-round steel butter probe or tryer was thrust down the centre of the firkin to the bottom, given a turn or two, and withdrawn, its tapering cavity filled with a sample of every inch of butter in the firkin.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking