Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: May 22, 2025
"We won't loose off a single shot until we actually see you," Captain Blaikie had said to Captain Mackintosh. "That will teach your men to crawl upon their little tummies, and ours to keep their eyes skinned." Orders were given that the men were to take things easily for half an hour or so, as the attack could not possibly be developed within that time.
I always wanted to go into the Army. You know how I loathed it when they went and stopped me. Now I'm going in and nobody not even mother really wants to keep me out. Soon they'll all be as pleased as Punch about it. "And I sort of know how you feel about the War. You don't want to stick bayonets into German tummies, just because they're so large and oodgy.
She left the bench to stoop to their level, tumbling them over on their backs; playfully boxing their ears, working them up to a wild state of yapping enthusiasm. "The little darlings!" she cried; "just see their fat little tummies! And their teeth are just like needles. No, no, you mustn't! You'll tear my flounces! Look, Milton, see this little rascal pull at my handkerchief!"
He tried to grab hold of them, but he fell, and Wienerwurst after him, right plump among the pigtails, landing on the three Chinamen way down in the hole, and knocking them flat on their backs until their feet with the funny black slippers kicked in the air. Then they all got up and rubbed their tummies under the blue pajamas.
And the children got down on their knees around the tub and tried to take the apples in their teeth. But round and round they bobbed, so fast that it was difficult to catch them. "Ugh!" exclaimed Jehosophat; "Kerchoo!" sneezed Marmaduke; "Guhuh!" coughed Hepzebiah, all their eyes and their mouths, noses and tummies, too, full of water. And always those little red apples bobbed out of reach.
I wonder if the best of us, or we who love them best, ever understand what goes on in their topsy-turvy little heads." A big tear splashed on the Commissioner's wife's wedding-ring, and she went indoors to devise a tea for the benefit of His Majesty the King. "Their souls aren't in their tummies at that age in this climate," said the Commissioner's wife, "but they are not far off.
They're dying rats, dying of starvation, when they crawl along that rope. That's why they crawl. If they had a bit of bread and cheese in their tummies they'd jump and run to get away from the cats. They're dying, they're dying right there on the rope, trying to crawl as a dying man would try to crawl away from a tiger that was eating him. And my Gawd!
To tell the truth, their little tummies were a bit upset, because the food purveyor had had too strenuous a day to be regular in her rounds. "Can't you keep those squalling brats quiet?" Dinky-Dunk called out to me. It came like a thunder clap. It left me gasping, to think that he could call his own flesh and blood "squalling brats." And I was shocked and hurt, but I decided not to show it.
Down on our tummies, then, we dropped, and crawled slowly forward through the high, sweet grasses. We were in the late afternoon shadow of the hill, and we enjoyed the mild skill of the stalk. Taking advantage of every cover, slipping over into little ravines, lying very flat when one of the beasts raised his head, we edged nearer and nearer.
The little birds are very plump, because their mother and father have worked so hard to keep them well fed and they have never taken any exercise before except with their mouths, and their little wings seem so weak and their little tummies are so fat and so full, but they try and try and by dusk they have almost learned.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking