I didn't get a good look at it, for Father Barnum shrieked when he saw it, then snatched it as if it were afire.

He carried it down to the river with the tongs." "H'm! Now that I think of it," said the old man, "Shakespeare grinned when he gave it to me.

You see, Poleon ain't much better on the read than I am, so we never noticed what kind of a book it was." "When will Poleon get back, do you suppose ?" "Most any day now, unless the Dawson dance-halls are too much for him.
It won't take him long to sell our skins if what I hear is true." "What is that ?" "About these Cheechakos.

They say there are thousands of tenderfeet up there, and more coming in every day." "Oh! If I had only been here in time to go with him!" breathed the girl.

"I never saw a city.