Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 25, 2025
Well-a-well, man that is born of woman is of few days and full of trouble, as the Scripture says, and I reckon it's so. It's mighty hard to make him work Saturdays, when all the boys is having holiday, but he hates work more than he hates anything else, and I've GOT to do some of my duty by him, or I'll be the ruination of the child." Tom did play hookey, and he had a very good time.
Well-a-well, I got so full of music, joy, and friskiness, that all at once I gave a tremendous jump, and flounced right on to the deck of the fine steamer. Had I not been so utterly surprised, I should immediately have flounced back again to my ocean bed "quick shot," as I afterward heard a sailor say. But dear, deary me!
Bill began to admire it, and it turned out the barber had stuffed the thing. Maybe your Reverence knows the man? 'A. Grigg and Son, he calls hisself." "Grigg? Yes, to be sure: he stuffed a trout for me last summer." "What weight, makin' so bold?" "Seven pounds." Mr. Jope's face fell again. "Well-a-well! I dare say the size don't matter, once you've got the knack.
"How should I know?" answered her husband gruffly. "Well-a-well!" Poor thing! we must not ask aught about her, but that she needs help. I wish I'd my salts at home, but I lent 'em to Mrs. Burton, last Sunday in church, for she could not keep awake through the sermon. Dear-a-me, how white she is!" "Here! you hold her up a bit," said her husband.
A thin withered man in a smock-frock emerged from among the cherry-trees with a bill-hook in his hand, and stooped to pass under the rail. "Ewgh! The pains I suffer in that old back of mine you'll never believe, my son, not till the appointed time when you come to suffer 'em yoursel'. Well-a-well!
The captain would not let him come, but he says he'll come back in the pilot-boat." She fell to sobbing at the thought of her waning hopes, and the old woman tried to comfort her, beginning with her accustomed "Well-a-well! and he'll come back, I'm sure. I know he will; so keep up your heart. Don't fret about it. He's sure to be back." "Oh! I'm afraid!
But Reuben, on the far side of the lantern, was turning the pages of the tattered almanack. "Well-a-well!" said the old woman. "A body must be thankful for good sons, and mine be that. But I'd love to end my days settin' in a window and watchin' folks go by to church."
Word Of The Day
Others Looking