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He ain't got any innards to speak of; he'd steal the pants off a dog, he would." The application of these same galvanically vigorous methods to Mr. Gwynne's debtors produced surprising results. Mr. Sleighter made the astounding discovery that Mr. Gwynne's business instead of being bankrupt would produce not only one hundred cents on the dollar, but a slight profit as well.
Tastes good, but bitter as pisen under the coating. Real stuff inside, and all that. Get's working after it's taken, and the sweet taste lasts in your mouth while your innards are acting like " The people were gathering. They passed by Jock and Gaston without recognition. Social functions in St. Angé ignored all familiar intimacies.
But we got here one unusual luxury in the way of food, a fine young fat mule had its back broken by the fall of a tree, cut down in camp. So it was killed and the boys took possession and divided it out. It was very fat. The fat from its "innards" was "tryed" out like oil and saved in bottles and cans for "breadshortening" for which it answered well.
Then Captain Falk called, "Come here, two or three of you, and take this man below." Old Bill was moaning when we got there. "Sure," he groaned, "I've got a rolling howling old Barney's bull of a pain in my innards."
The others by then had left him, so I got up and fetched water, and he muttered something more about the "pain in his innards." Then my watch was called and I went on deck with the rest. For the most part it was a day of coarse weather.
The man who paid this sum was horrified on opening it to find it only contained the following excellent piece of advice: "Always remember to keep the feet warm and the head cool." As I said good-bye, and thanked him for his lecture, he said: "Those doctors' chemicals destroy the 'innards. And be sure and put down rue for the heart; and burdock, 'tis splendid for the liver."
My little chap, 'e's lame like wot you see. It's a 'ard life for the likes of 'im, mum." "He ought to be at home with his mother," said the lady. Beale drew his coat sleeve across his eyes. "'E ain't got no mother," he said; "she was took bad sudden a chill it was, and struck to her innards. She died in the infirmary. Three months ago it was, mum.
When a man gets so old as I be, 'is innards be like glass, Peter, like glass an' apt to fly all to pieces if 'e goes a-slippin' an' a-slidin' downstairs, like me." "Are you in pain?" I asked, clasping his shrivelled hand. "Jest a twinge, now an' then, Peter but Lord! that bean't nothin' to a man the likes o' me Peter "
'I be a dyin' woman, I tell 'ee, an' got the gift o' tongues. . . . And your 'natomies and fishes' innards may be all very well, but you want a wife to look after the money an' tell the men to wipe their sea-boots 'pon the front mat.
Her chest was sunken, her shoulders stooped, her whole form corded and knotted with the fight against machinery. Her skin, bronzed and sallow, looked not unlike the hard, fine wood-work of the loom, oiled with constant use. Jud walked in unceremoniously. "What ails you, Samanthy?" he asked, with feigned kindness. "Oh, I dunno, Jud, but I've got a powerful hurtin' in my innards."
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