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We'll make spears for our good ole beaters, too, and I'm goin' to make me a camera out o' that little starch-box and a bakin'-powder can that's goin' to be a mighty good ole camera. We can do lots more things " "Yay!" Sam cried. "Let's get started!" He paused. "Wait a minute, Penrod. Verman says he won't " "Well, he's got to!" said Penrod. "I momp!" Verman insisted, almost distinctly.
Sturgis." "Oh, you be," said the agent, comprehensively. "Ain't gonna walk away out to the Baldwin place with all them valises, air you?" Smith inquired, breaking silence for the first time. "I don't know how else we'll get there," Ken said. "Yay Hop!" shouted Smith, unexpectedly, with a most astonishing siren-like whoop.
His mother had already given him a small leather pocketbook with a nickel in it, as a souvenir of her journey. Evidently she had brought another gift as well, delaying its presentation until now. "I've got something for you!" These were auspicious words. "What is it, Mamma?" he asked, and, as she smiled tenderly upon him, his gayety increased. "Yay!" he shouted.
This sudden decision was most disconcerting to his own ministers, who had practically decided that no audience should be granted unless Lord Amherst performed the kotow, and especially to his brother-in- law Ho Koong Yay, who, at the emperor's repeated wish to see the English representatives, was compelled to abandon his own schemes and to remove all restrictions to the audience.
"What you want to come bangin' around here for and " "I came around here for that horn," Master Bitts returned, and his manner was both dogged and apprehensive, the apprehension being more prevalent when he looked at Sam. "I got to have that horn," he said. Sam, who had been sitting in the wheelbarrow, jumped up and began to dance triumphantly. "Yay! It WASN'T his, after all!
She sed nothin, and for five minutes the only live thing in that room was a old wooden clock, which tickt in a subdood and bashful manner in the corner. This dethly stillness made me oneasy, and I determined to talk to the female or bust. So sez I, "marrige is agin your rules, I bleeve, marm?" "Yay." "The sexes liv strickly apart, I spect?" "Yay." "I don't like men!" she sed, very short.
"Yay, Penrod," said Sam Williams. "Want some sody? Come on. He didn't lick me. He didn't do anything to me at all. He gave me a quarter." "So'd mine," said Penrod. Boyhood is the longest time in life for a boy. The last term of the school-year is made of decades, not of weeks, and living through them is like waiting for the millennium.
It began to look as though our thirst was to be quenched in some degree, since we were in this man's power as to a vehicle, and it might be true that we should not be able to obtain any other in the town, or any horses in the villages, if indeed there were any villages. Fortified by another volley of "Yay Bogu" of triumphant fervor, we survived a second wait.
When he had gone in, Penrod wandered down the yard to the back fence, climbed upon it, and sat in reverie there. A slight figure appeared, likewise upon a fence, beyond two neighbouring yards. "Yay, Penrod!" called comrade Sam Williams. "Yay!" returned Penrod, mechanically. "I caught Billy Blue Hill!" shouted Sam, describing retribution in a manner perfectly clear to his friend.
"What if she is?" said Penrod. "She's good enough for ME!" This speech held not so much modesty in solution as intended praise of the lady. Taken literally, however, it was an understatement of the facts and wholly insincere. "Yay!" jeered Mr. Williams, upon whom his friend's hypocrisy was quite wasted. "How can your mother not like her mother? Baby Rennsdale hasn't got any mother!
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