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"I bain't afeard at all, I thank God!" said Christian strenuously. "I'm glad I bain't, for then 'twon't pain me....I don't think I be afeard or if I be I can't help it, and I don't deserve to suffer. I wish I was not afeard at all!"
"Looks like rain, Elder; I 'spect she'll have to go over with me arter all," said George Thayer, the handsomest, best-natured stage-driver in the whole State of New Hampshire. The Elder glanced anxiously at the sky. "No, I guess not, George," he replied. "'Twon't be anything more'n a shower, an' I've got an umbrella and a buffalo-robe. I can keep her dry."
"'Not if it's to last a week, I don't, says I. "'It's your lookout if it does, he says prompt. 'You get ten for takin' me out and back. If you ain't back on time 'tain't my fault. "'Unless this craft breaks down, I says. "''Twon't break down. I looked after that. My motto is to look out for number one every time, and it's a mighty good motto. At any rate, it's made my money for me.
"Guess 'twon't hurt us any to be warmed up," said Dan, shivering under his oilskins, and they rowed on into the heart of a white fog, which, as usual, dropped on them without warning. "There's too much blame tide hereabouts to trust to your instinks," he said. "Heave over the anchor, Harve, and we'll fish a piece till the thing lifts. Bend on your biggest lead.
"Well, 'twon't deu no harm, as I know," said the young man making a virtue of necessity, for the fingers of Constance were already hovering over the dainty little leaf-strewn baskets and her eyes complacently searching for the most promising; "I ha'n't got nothin' to deu with 'em." "Constance!" said Mrs. Evelyn from the piazza, "don't take that! I dare say they are for Mr. Sweet." "Well, mamma!
Now we've headed off the worst of un. "You're in a fix, but 'twon't trouble us any. Not us! Life is full of fixes, first and last. 'Twouldn't be much fun livin' if we didn't get in fixes now and again! 'Tis a fine bit of sport figgerin' the way out of fixes. Fixes gives us a change and somethin' to think about. There's a way out of most fixes I finds, even the worst of un."
"Well, I guess 'twon't pay me to set down ag'in," she announced. "I'm goin' to take it easy on the way home. I dunno but I'll let down the bars, an' poke a little ways into the north pastur', an' see if I can't git a mite o' pennyr'yal. I'll be in ag'in to-morrer or next day." "So do, so do," returned Mrs. Lamson. "'Tain't no use to ask you to come down, I s'pose?
"Sir," said the old pilot, who observed the contortions of mirth by which I was moved, "vil you have some schnapps? I dink schnapps is goot for de sea-sick." "Thank you," said I, the tears streaming from my eyes, "I won't have any just now." "Vel, 'twon't last long, any how," suggested the good-natured monster. "By'm-by we be up to Vaxholm in pout two hours. Dere's land! Don't you see it?"
Try this, 'twon't be so damagin' to the morals." Captain Jerry took the proffered match and lit the two bracket lamps, fastened to the walls of the dining room. The room, seen by the lamplight, was shiplike, but as decidedly not shipshape. The chronometer on the mantel was obscured by a thick layer of dust.
'They are an hour and a half in front of us! Sir George cried eagerly. 'Will a guinea improve your memory? Ay, sir, but 'twon't make it, the coachman answered, grinning. 'Jeremy is right. I mind no others. What will your honour want with them? 'They have carried off a young lady! Mr. Fishwick cried shrilly. 'Sir George's kinswoman!
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