Popular American readings in prose and verse, ed. by R. Ford (Google eBook)

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Robert Ford
1893
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Page 121 - Now, in building of chaises, I tell you what, There is always, somewhere, a weakest spot In hub, tire, felloe, in spring or thill, In panel or cross-bar, or floor, or sill, In screw, bolt, thorough-brace lurking still, Find it somewhere you must and will Above or below, or within or without And that's the reason, beyond a doubt, A chaise breaks down, but doesn't wear out. But the Deacon swore (as Deacons do, With an "I dew vum...
Page 122 - naow she'll dew!" Do! I tell you, I rather guess She was a wonder, and nothing less! Colts grew horses, beards turned gray, Deacon and deaconess dropped away, Children and grandchildren where were they? But there stood the stout old one-hoss shay As fresh as on Lisbon-earthquake-day! EIGHTEEN HUNDRED; it came and found The Deacon's masterpiece strong and sound. Eighteen hundred increased by ten; "Hahnsum kerridge
Page 92 - Smiley was monstrous proud of his frog, and well he might be, for fellers that had traveled and been everywheres, all said he laid over any frog that ever they see. Well, Smiley...
Page 120 - HAVE you heard of the wonderful one-hoss shay, That was built in such a logical way It ran a hundred years to a day, And then of a sudden, it ah, but stay...
Page 91 - Webster was the name of the frog and sing out, ' Flies, Dan'l, flies ! ' and quicker'n you could wink he'd spring straight up and snake a fly...
Page 92 - And Smiley says, sorter indifferent-like, "It might be a parrot, or it might be a canary, maybe, but it ain't it's only just a frog." And the feller took it, and looked at it careful, and turned it round this way and that, and says, "H'm so 'tis. Well, what's he good for ?" "Well," Smiley says, easy and careless, "he's good enough for one thing, I should judge he can outjump any frog in Calaveras County.
Page 105 - I've studied owls And other night fowls, And I tell you What I know to be true : An owl cannot roost With his limbs so unloosed; No owl in this world Ever had his claws curled, Ever had his legs slanted, Ever had his bill canted, Ever had his neck screwed Into that attitude. He can't do it, because 'Tis against all bird-laws.
Page 92 - ... and set him on the floor. Smiley he went to the swamp and slopped around in the mud for a long time, and finally he ketched a frog and fetched him in and give him to this feller...
Page 110 - This is our man," the courier said ; " Our luck has led us aright. I will give you a hundred ducats, friend, For the loan of your shirt to-night." The merry blackguard lay back on the grass, And laughed till his face was black ; " I would do it, God wot," and he roared with the fun, " But I haven'ta shirt to my back.
Page 48 - I'm on an awful strain, in this palaver, on account of having to cramp down and draw everything so mild. But we've got to give him up. There ain't any getting around that, I don't reckon. Now if we can get you to help plant him " "Preach the funeral discourse? Assist at the obsequies?

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