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'There was Peg Barney sittin' on the groun' in his shirt wan shoe off an' wan shoe on whackin' a tent-peg over the head wid his boot, an singin' fit to wake the dead. 'Twas no clane song that he sung, though. 'Twas the Divil's Mass. 'What's that?'I asked.
Meiklejohn, bein' a Senator, an' well in with some of the top-notchers, has a cotton concession in Costa Rica which means a pile of money. Voles is cute as a pet fox. He winded the turkey, an' has forced his brother to make him manager, with a whackin' salary and an interest. I'm in on the deal, too. Bless your little heart, you just stan' pat, an' you kin make a dress outer dollar bills."
I nev' did hear no sech a rumpus an' squawkin' an' squawlin' an' fallin' an' whoopin' an' whackin' an' bangin'! They troop down by the outside celluh do', n'en bang! they bus' loose, an' been goin' on ev' since, wuss'n Bedlun! Ef they anything down celluh ain' broke by this time, it cain' be only jes' the foundashum, an' I bet THAT ain' goin' stan' much longer!
He had even sketched out some of the paragraphs that were to appear in the papers, and if Stalky had allowed me to speak, I would have told him that they were rather neatly phrased. 'You ought to be able to get whackin' damages out of 'em, into the bargain, said Stalky, after Mr. Wontner had outlined his position legally. 'My de-ah sir, Mr.
The Divil's Mass is ten times worse, an' Peg Barney was singin' ut, whackin' the tent-peg on the head wid his boot for each man that he cursed. A powerful big voice had Peg Barney, an' a hard swearer he was whin sober. I stood forninst him, an' 'twas not me oi alone that cud tell Peg was dhrunk as a coot.
"I reckon there's scarce an inch of paint left on my front door," she observed, as the man steadied her with an arm round her waist, and settled her comfortably in the stern-sheets. He unshipped his oars and began to pull. "Ay. I heard 'em whackin' the door with a deal o' tow-row. They was going it like billy-O when I came past the Town Quay. But one mustn' complain, May-mornin's."
"There was Peg Barney sittin' on the groun' in his shirt wan shoe off an' wan shoe on whackin' a tent-peg over the head wid his boot, an' singin' fit to wake the dead. 'Twas no clane song that he sung, though. 'Twas the Divil's Mass." "What's that?" I asked.
While she was at work the littlest feller, Johnny, who was building a cobhouse on the floor, yelps up like a terrier: "'Aunt Sally! Aunt Sally! Looker that big dog!" "Miss Sally, she turns around, an' what does she see but a big brown bear oh, a whackin' big feller! with his very nose at the open door." "Oh!" squealed Helen. "How awful!" cried Belle Tingley.
Oh, she's given her a whackin' big check enough so Sally can pay all her 'personal expenses, as she calls 'em all her life, an' never touch the principal at that; an' a big box of knives an' forks an' spoons 'a chest of flat silver' she calls it, an' a silver tea-set to match awful plain pattern they are, but Sally likes 'em. Yes, it's nice of her, but it ain't any more than I expected.
You know, all these combine rumors this bunk about Germany buyin' up plants wholesale, and the grand scrabble to fill all them whackin' big foreign orders, with steamer charters about as numerous as twin baby carriages along Riverside Drive. Why, say, at one time there you could have sold us ferryboats or garbage-scows, we was so hungry for anything that would carry ocean freights.
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