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"I'll send you a copy as soon as I print it, Mr. Tighe," promised Beulah. "I'll sure set a heap of store by it, Miss Beulah. . . . If you don't mind helping me set the table, we'll leave Mr. Street this old newspaper for a few minutes whilst we fix up a snack. You'll excuse us, Mr. Street? That's good."
Larry Larry Tighe ut was; an' wan of the draft said he was a gentleman ranker, an' Larry tuk an' three parts killed him for saying so. An' he was a big man, an' a strong man, an' a handsome man, an' that tells heavy in practice wid some women, but, takin' thim by an' large, not wid all.
"Is Buck going to join this Sunday-School of yours?" he jeered. "And all the boys?" "That's the programme. Won't you come in, too?" "And Jess Tighe. He'll likely be one of the teachers." "You'd better ask him. He hasn't notified me." "Hell! You and yore kin have given the name to deviltry in this country. Mothers scare their kids by telling them the Rutherfords will git them." "Fact.
"What are you doing here, Boots? At this time of night? Anything wrong?" "Dad needs you, Ned. It seems there is trouble about that young man Street. Jess Tighe has sworn to kill him and dad won't have it. There's trouble in the air. You're to come straight home." "Why didn't he send Jeff?" "He needed him. You're to keep on down through the cañon to the mouth.
They carried long account books, and called out the transactions "Delaware and Maryland sold to Beaumont and Company," "Delware and Maryland sold to Tighe and Company," and so on. This simplified the bookkeeping of the various firms, and made for quicker and more stirring commercial transactions. Seats "on 'change" sold for two thousand dollars each.
We do not want "Americanism" to degenerate into a mere "protective coloration" for politicians who want to hide their reaction and their lack of ideas. By Rev. D. P. Tighe, "Detroit News," Aug. 23, 1919. There are two methods of Americanizing the immigrant, says Fr. D. P. Tighe in the August number of the Catholic Light. One of them is revolutionary, the other evolutionary.
So I took the agency. I have learned a fifteen minutes' spiel. It gives seven reasons why Mr. Charlton will miss half the joy of life until he buys a Dynamo. Do you think he is a good prospect, Miss Rutherford?" "Dad has been talking windmill," she said. "Sell him one." "So has Jess Tighe," Charlton added. He turned to Jeff Rutherford. "Couldn't you take Mr.
The eager light of faith in him that had quickened them while she listened for his answers to her naïve questions about the great world was blotted out completely. She sat through dinner in cold silence. Tighe kept the ball of conversation rolling and Beaudry tried to play up to him. They talked of stock, crops, and politics. Occasionally the host diverted the talk to outside topics.
And here still lives his widow, with whom we took tea in a stately quiet drawing-room. Lady Louisa Tighe was in Brussels with her mother, the Duchess of Richmond, on the eve of Waterloo. She was a child then of ten years old, and her mother bade them bring her down into the historic ball-room before the Duke of Wellington left it. The duke took up his sword.
The slim youth in the high-heeled boots whistled. He understood now why Tighe dared to defy his father. "All right, Boots. With you in a minute, soon as I get my hat and let Dan know." "No. I'm to stay here till dad sends for me. He doesn't want me near the trouble." "You mean you're to stay at Rothgerber's." "No, here. Tighe may attack Rothgerber's any time to get this young Beaudry.
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