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Updated: June 21, 2025
Remembering his first trip, long ago, from the Moon to Mars, he knew how gentle the Big Vacuum could sometimes seem, with just a skin of stellene between it and himself. Home was a plain longing, too, in the hard, level eyes around him. Love. Well, wasn't that part of the first item he had tagged? Wanderlust. The adventurous distance drive part of any wild-blooded vagabond male.
"But, no!" he suddenly said, "Hilary he would be Dandy, bic-ause he's call' the ladies' man!" "No, sir!" cried the General. "Hil " He turned upon his nephew, but finding him engaged with Anna, faced round to his chum: "For Heaven's sake, Greenleaf, does he allow ?" "He can't help it now," laughed his friend, "he's tagged it on himself by one of his songs."
The procession started again. Tom heard Wilson whisper to Shadrack: "Keep to the story!" "No talking, there!" ordered one of the horsemen. "You can do all your talking when you get to Judson." It was nearly six o'clock when they reached the little town of Judson. As they went down the main street, men and boys tagged along beside them, plying the guards with questions.
But, Smith, my mind was so full just for the moment, you know, of her we were speaking of in connection with Ned Ferry Do you know? she's so unprotected and tagged after and talked about that it seems to me sometimes, in this nervous condition of mine, that if I could catch the entire gang of her pursuers in one hole I'd I'd end 'em like so many rats.
We yelled, and charged, and hurrahed, and said booh! booh! we're coming, coming, look out, don't you see us coming? Why don't you let us hear the cannon's opening roar? Why don't you rattle a few old muskets over there at us? Booh! booh! we are coming. Tag. We have done got to your breastworks. Now, we tagged first, why don't you tag back?
The Rube waited till the ball was caught and started for home. The crowd screamed, the Rube ran for all he was worth and Carl's throw to the plate shot in low and true. Ellis blocked the Rube and tagged him out. It looked to the bleachers as if Ellis had been unnecessarily rough, and they hissed and stormed disapproval. As for me, I knew the Bisons were losing no chance to wear out my pitcher.
He tagged on and on, imploring the horse, beseeching the horse, till he had left a mile behind him, and was closing up on the Taylor premises; then at last he was successful, and got into the buggy. He flung on his shirt, his necktie, and his coat; then reached for but he was too late; he sat suddenly down and pulled up the lap-robe, for he saw some one coming out of the gate a woman; he thought.
Almost it seemed the girl surrendered reluctantly, as though she were loath to go through with the rôle that had fallen to her by penalty of being tagged.
When Peaches and I get tired of the Big Town tired of its noises and hullabaloo; tired of being tagged by taxis as we cross a street; tired of watching grocers and butchers hoisting higher the highest cost of living that's our cue to grab a choo-choo and breeze out to Uncle Peter Grant's farm and bungalow in the wilds of Westchester, which he calls Troolyrooral.
Chaplin himself would most anxiously disavow any claim to have exhausted the mines from which he brings these gatherings. His specimens resemble rather those laces which the good Bunyan tagged in Bedford jail not in themselves garments, but merely adjuncts and ornaments of larger fabrics.
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