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The plain ordinary flip wasn't good enough for him, no siree. He wanted to do it extra fancy. Instead of a little flip so's they'd light batter side down, the doctor'd give 'em a double turn an' they'd come down in the pan with a splash.

"But I insist that the money is yours, daddy. My fairy godmother paid it to you for keeping, clothing, and educating me. It is not mine." "You talk like I was a boardin' school instead o' bein' your guardeen. No, siree; it's your money, an' that ends it. You git it when you're twenty-one." "We'll see, daddy," she replied, a stubborn light in her dark eyes.

Speculators tried to buy his ranch, entreated him to name a price. "I'll take half a million dollars, in cold cash," said Uncle Jap. The speculators offered him instead champagne and fat cigars. Uncle Jap refused both. He was not going to be "flimflammed," no, sir! Not twice in his life, no, Siree Bob!

It was with some trepidation that they encountered at the head of the stairway the police guard talking with Detective Ferrett. "Well, how do you find him?" the county official asked in gruff good humor. He at least seemed not at all awed by the solemnity of the place. "Does he have to go to Canada?" Roy asked. "Does he have to go soon?" "Yes, siree. Been telling you about his brother?"

And let me say right here an' now; there ain't no comfortabler love nowhere in this world than that 'twixt a horse and his owner if the last has got sense. Now pitch in, sonny, and don't let nobody get ahead of you on that line. No, siree! What'd the Boss say?" Then turning toward Monty, valiantly struggling with this new business, he inquired in real kindness: "Want me to lend a hand, youngster?"

"They always have the negative side of the question," I said. "Don't believe they 'd ever chase a man if he 'd let 'em alone." "Yis, siree, they would," was D'ri's answer. "I 've hed 'em come right efter me 'fore ever I c'u'd lift a gun. Ye see, they're jest es cur'us 'bout a man es a man is 'bout them. Ef they can't smell 'im, they 're terrible cur'us.

He shot an appealing glance over his shoulder at Eleanor, who shook her head in exasperation; then he obediently conducted Madam to her carriage and scrambled in beside her. "Now," she said, when he had got a cushion at her back and a stool under her foot, "tell me: where's Ranny drunk as usual?" "No, siree!" said Quin proudly. "Sober as usual. He hasn't touched a drop since you went away."

But with these Jesuit missionaries Lord! there's no let up to it." No answer from the Protestant Colonel. Presently the Boy in a sleepy voice added elegantly: "No Siree! The Jesuits go the whole hog!" Winter was down on the camp again. The whole world was hard as iron.

"It isn't cold that starts that kind of pain." "No, siree. I'm not much of a doctor, but I can see Potts's rheumatism doesn't depend on the weather." "Never you mind Potts." "I don't mind Potts. I only mind Mac. What's the matter with Mac, anyway?" "Oh, he's just got cold feet. Maybe he'll thaw out by-and-by." "Did you ever think what Mac's like?

Take the subject; it wasn't any of your little, sawed-off, one-year sprints. No siree! W. P. Mills started away back in the front vestibule of time. He said, right in the preface an' that was all poetry, too Now, reader, go along with me Away back to eternity, A hundred thousand years, and still Keep backing backwards if you will. He never missed a single event that was important, if true.

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