Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 5, 2025
"Yust like-a fedders," she pronounced with satisfaction. "My, a-an't dis nice!" she exclaimed as she stirred her coffee. "I yust ta-ake a liddle yelly now, too, I ta-ank." Alexandra and Marie laughed at her forehandedness, and fell to talking of their own affairs. "I was afraid you had a cold when I talked to you over the telephone the other night, Marie. What was the matter, had you been crying?"
I can't to say, except yust live alonk, und see if sometink nice happens maype." Johnnie moved, with a long, dry sob, and very tenderly she leaned down to turn his face toward her. "Ach, poor Chonnie!" she cried. "Come! We will wash him, und makes him all fresh und clean. Und next how do you t'ink? Mrs. Kukor hass for you a big surprises!"
Finally, taking Ricketty by the coat-tails, he dragged him towards the door, saying, "I nefer go pack by anydings vat mine vife does, meester, but ven you haf shewels some more, yust coom along ven I vas der shtore py mineselluf, hey?" Mr. Ricketty shook his hand effusively. "I will, Ikey, I will. These women are very unsatisfactory to deal with. Au revoir, Ikey!
"Yu kent fule me!" said Ole, crashing around the loafing-room. "Aye yust can tal das haus by har skagaroot smell. Come on, yu leetle fallers! Aye bet Aye inittyate yu some, tu!" By this time he had found the stairs and was plowing through the furniture. We retired to the third floor. When twenty-seven fellows go up a three-foot stairway at once it necessarily makes some noise.
"Aye har yu!" roared Ole, coming through a chicken yard. "Aye har yu, you leetle Baked Pies! Aye gat yu purty soon. Yust vait." We didn't wait. We put on a little more gasoline and started for the frat house. We didn't have to whistle any more. Ole was right behind us.
But no. He yust sit shut oop like ant neffer say von sinkle vord. An' here she coom my prewery, my saloon, my county seat, an' all in vonce." Hans would laugh till the tears ran down his rough red cheeks. Then blowing his nose like a blast against the walls of Jericho he would add: "Yon Yacob go back to Cincinnati. Doc Carey, he come Vest an' locate again right here.
"You bet your gum boots Aye bring her. She's svell, ant she, Bill? She's yust some svell like white voman." "Who's this?" queried one of Petersen's companions. "Ponatah. She's jung sqvaw. Aye got eyes on dat chicken long tam now." The burly mail-man laughed loudly and slapped his friend on the shoulder. Mr. Hyde appeared to share in the general good nature.
General Granberry, who, poor fellow, was killed in the butchery at Franklin afterwards, goes up to the breastworks, and says, "Look here, Yank, we're fighting, sure enough." Meynheer Dutchman comes out; and says, "Ish dot so? Vel I ish peen von leetle pit hungry dish morning, und I yust gobble you up for mein lunch pefore tinner dime. Dot ish der kind of mans vot I bees!"
"No, he don' say not'ing, only yust he say, 'dot's all right bouts heem, he say, 'Peter Junior goot man all right, only he goin' vay all same." "Was that the last time you saw the prisoner?" "No, I seen heem dot day und it vas efening." "Where were you when you saw him next?"
"Do you see any other points of difference? Were the young men the same height?" "Yas, dey vas yust so high like each other, but not so vide out yet. Dis man he iss vider yet as Meester Craikmile's son, he iss got more chest like von goot horse Oh, I know by men yust de same like horses vat iss der difference yet." "Now you tell the court just what you saw the next day.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking