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Updated: May 10, 2025
A hard blow hit the side of the ship: water fell above with a stunning shock, and in the forefront of the gloom, where the air was reddish and thick, Jukes saw a head bang the deck violently, two thick calves waving on high, muscular arms twined round a naked body, a yellow-face, open-mouthed and with a set wild stare, look up and slide away.
The price you'd get for those three hobbledehoys would keep us comfortable for the balance of our lives; and we need never track the Devil's desert again. Take 'em by force from old yellow-face, if you can't get 'em otherwise; but you may `chouse' him out of them at a game of helga, you know you can beat him at that.
Suddenly Omar, who stood next me, exclaimed in his broken English: "The Volta empties itself into the Gulf of Guinea. I've been there." "Quite correct," nodded the master approvingly, while Baynes, the fellow on my left, whispered: "Yellow-Face has been there! He's a Guinea Pig see?"
The scowl on Chow Hop's face was ominous, but he stood still, glaring at Dave. "Chow, what can we do to bring this man out of his sleep!" asked Dave coolly, and almost in a friendly tone. "Me no sabby," sulked the Chinaman. "Yes, you do," retorted Dave warningly. "Now, what can we do to get our friend out of this!" "None of that, now, you yellow-face!" glared Dave.
When we were at the Rosebud, General Custer and his staff held a council as to what we should do when we found the enemy’s camp, as to whether we should attack by day or night. I said we had better fight by night. Paints-His-Face-Yellow said: “Let us attack by day, so that we can see what we are doing.” I thought I was laying a good plan for them but they listened to Yellow-Face.
What puzzled him was, that, with such intrinsic fitness, he had never heard the slightest calling whisper, had not himself gone forth to seek. But this, too, he solved in time. "Look here, Yellow-face, I've got it clear!" The dog addressed lifted first one fore-foot and then the other with quick, appeasing movements, curled his bush of a tail about them again, and laughed across the fire.
Seizing a marking brush and a piece of paper, Chow Hop quickly wrote out Pennington's name, correctly spelled. His ability to write English with a good hand was one of Chow's great vanities, anyway. "You go back to your ironing board, yellow-face," warned Darrin, and something in the young third classman's face showed Chow that it would be wise to obey.
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