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Updated: May 17, 2025
Aren't you frightfully hungry, and doesn't a chill suspicion strike you, somewhere around the wishbone, that if that Ancient Mariner of a hackman doesn't get back soon we shall starve?"
Pemrose, it's up to you! Turn your backbone into a wishbone." The wreathed figure stepped from the pedestal, a laughing June spot against the wintry grimness of the Man Killer trail. Obligingly the inventor's daughter stepped up, closing her eyes half-humorously, doubling the drooping hands at her panting sides. But, as suddenly, the eyelids were flung up, like shutters from the blue of day.
"Can't tell that, either," was all that Kitty would say. She flipped over the next leaf. A gilded wishbone was fastened to the page by the bit of red ribbon run through it. "That's 'In Memoriam' of the grand spread at the Thanksgiving Day feast. And this button pasted on just below it, popped off the glove of Mademoiselle La Tosto the afternoon she came to the Studio Tea and Art reception.
Get paid for doing what he'll have to do anyhow, you see." "I see." Val pushed back the rebellious lock of hair. "Of course you suggested the idea to the Wishbone. You're always doing something " "The outfit is short-handed," he reiterated. "They need him. They ain't straining a point to do Man a favor don't you ever think it! Well he's coming," he broke off, and started to the gate.
Still, he saddled and rode with his fellows for a mile or two, and called them unseemly names in a facetious tone; and the men of the Wishbone answered his taunts with shrill yells of derision when he swung out of the trail and jogged away to the south, and finally passed out of sight in the haze which still hung depressingly over the land.
Iroquois went back to her through his sire, Bonnie Scotland-Iroquois, who wasn't really a great horse, but a good one that happened on a great chance." "Why, Allys darling, I can hardly believe my ears! Here you are talking horse like a veteran, when I always thought you didn't know a fetlock from a wishbone," the Hammond girl cooed, swimming up behind them on old Van Ammerer's arm.
In fact, he was being worn down so fast that pretty soon there wouldn't be much left of him except his wishbone. That was indestructible. He would always wish. And after the hardest climb of all, here he is very near the top again, and " "And and "
So I shall paddle out with a white coat over my clothes, and pretend to be a cake of ice. If I bring you a canvas-back, Amy, will you put the wishbone over the door?" "Not till I have locked it and hidden the key." Without any pre-arranged purpose the day promised to be given up largely to country sport.
Replacing the string, the knife, the wishbone and the marbles, he ignited the match against the tightest part of his person and lit the cigarette. "I can help yer. I know the ropes." "And smoke them," said George, wincing. "Pardon?" "Nothing." Albert took an enjoyable whiff. "I know all about yer." "You do?" "You and Lidy Mord." "Oh, you do, do you?"
Mike was so engorsed in the pursuit of his profession that he was astraddle of his patient's wishbone, gougin' away like a quartz miner. "Take your elbow out of his mouth and lemme talk to him a minute." When the savage had got his features together, I said to him, "How you catch um bump, hey?" And I pointed to his jaw. "Bzz-zz-zz!" said he. I turned to Doctor Butters. "Hornet!" I declared.
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