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Updated: June 9, 2025
"But," says the object, "I haven't had a chance to tell you " "Get out you!" snaps Piddie, turnin' on his heel and struttin' off. It ain't the way he talks to parties wearin' imported Panamas and sportin' walkin' sticks; but, then, most of us has our little fads that way.
"The very man I wanted to see," said Kiddie, dropping his lariat, and seizing the hunter's palpitating muzzle in his hands. "Where is he, Nick?" "He?" echoed Nick Undrell, with a laugh. "Well, if your lordship's referrin' ter Broken Feather, he's a prisoner in my shack, wearin' handcuffs an' a pair of my boots, an' with two o' my boys standin' over him with loaded revolvers.
"Blockadin' is the hardest work a man ever done. And hit's wearin' on a feller's narves. Fust chance I git, I'm a-goin' ter quit!" And it is a fact that nine out of ten of those who try the moonshining game do quit before long, of their own accord. One day there came a ripple of excitement in our settlement.
The milk having been poured into the lid of a tobacco tin, in lieu of a saucer, she suspended her operations and adjourned for refreshments, Pugsy, having no immediate duties on hand, concentrated himself on the cat. "Say!" he said. "Well?" "Dat kitty. Pipe de leather collar she's wearin'." Betty had noticed earlier in the proceedings that a narrow leather collar encircled the animal's neck.
"You see," said the latter, as, with great difficulty, he restrained himself for half a moment, "this is my busy day." Again he roared and shook in a fit of ungovernable mirth. In the midst of it Mrs. Lukins arrived. "Don't pay no 'tention to him," she said. "The 'Colonel' is wearin' himself out restin'. He's kep' his head bobbin' all day like a woodpecker's.
It's 'Annie Laurie' she sings, man, it's 'Annie Laurie'! Now, I freighted to El Paso before the railroad, and I know them boys. They'll tear up the house." "She'll be wearin' black lace and diamonds," said Dan Anderson, irrelevantly; "and when she breathes she'll swell up like a toy balloon. She'll bat her eyes. They got to do those things."
I got eighteen fifty in cash and the balance was junk. "'Well, says I, 'he's no better'n a road-agent, and I can't help it, nohow. "For all that, I sot in Jim Holt's place of a Tuesday afternoon feelin' low-spirited when I looked at the heap, when who comes sailin' in at the door but Tartar Charlie, wearin' a grin that took two turns and a half around his face. "'Laly comee! says he.
I always envy the men who break stones and sit on those nice little heaps all day wearin' spectacles. I'd infinitely rather break stones than clean out poultry runs, or feed the cows, or " Here Rachel came up from the lower garden with a book in her hand. "What's that book?" said Ridley, when she had shaken hands. "It's Gibbon," said Rachel as she sat down.
"Who is that sorry-looking man that always sits on the bench at the store, Samanthy?" "That's David Milliken." "Why does he look so sorry, Samanthy?" "Oh, he's all right. He likes it fust-rate, wearin' out that hard bench settin' on it night in 'n' night out, like a bump on a log! But, there, Timothy, I've gone 'n' forgot the whole pepper, 'n' we're goin' to pickle seed cowcumbers to-morrer.
"Some folks," he would say, "likes pretty neckties; an' some wears fancy socks; but fer my part I'd ruther show a han'some foot ner anything. It don't cost as much as wearin' socks an' neckties, an' it's more artistic like."
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