It crackled and snapped in the wind like a loose mainsail.
"Keep that dratted thing out of my face, won't you ?" shrieked the agonized Bailey.

"How'm I goin' to see to steer with that smackin' me between the eyes every other second ?" "Hey?
Did you speak to me ?" asked the widow sweetly.
"Did I SPEAK?
No, I screeched! What in tunket--" "I want you to see this picture of the mayor's house in Blazeton.

Eva, my husband's niece, lives right acrost the road from him.

Many's the time I've set on their piazza and seen him come out and go to the City Hall." "Keep it out of my face, I tell you! Reef it! Furl it, you--you woman! I wish to thunder the piazza had caved in on you! I never see such an old fool in my born days.

TAKE IT AWAY!" Mrs.Beasley removed the paper, but only to substitute another.
"Here's Eva's brother-in-law," she screamed.