weege

Updated: May 28, 2025

"Here, Weege, Weege," said Sopley, anxious to make a diversion and picking up a little chip of wood, "chase it, fetch it out!" and he made the motions of throwing it into the lake. "Don't throw it too far, Charles," said his wife. "He doesn't swim awfully well," she continued, turning to me, "and I'm always afraid he might get out of his depth. Last week he was ever so nearly drowned. Mr.

Stephen Leacock - Moonbeams from the Larger Lunacy