It was painted yellow, and whichever way you looked from you could see it as plain as egg on the chin of an O’Grady on a Friday.
“Johnsy, dear,” said Sue, bending over her, “will you promise me to keep your eyes closed, and not look out the window until I am done working? I must hand those drawings in by to-morrow. I need the light, or I would draw the shade down.”
I can do as I please with the money I earn; and he never would agree for me to keep on working afterward
She’s drinking a little too much lately. And she uses language that a lady oughtn’t.”
There, as it should be, the druggist is a counsellor, a confessor, an adviser, an able and willing missionary and mentor whose learning is respected, whose occult wisdom is venerated and whose medicine is often poured, untasted, into the gutter.
There, as it should be, the druggist is a counsellor, a confessor, an adviser, an able and willing missionary and mentor whose learning is respected, whose occult wisdom is venerated and whose medicine is often poured, untasted, into the gutter.
You’re not angry, are you, Joe? And if I hadn’t got the work you mightn’t have sold your sketches to that man from Peoria.”
Perhaps a different simile would have been wiser.
“Pardon me,” I said, “but my curiosity was not altogether an idle one. I know the South, and when the band plays ’Dixie’ I like to observe. I have formed the belief that the man who applauds that air with special violence and ostensible sectional loyalty is invariably a native of either Secaucus, N.J., or the district between Murray Hill Lyceum and the Harlem River, this city. I was about to put my opinion to the test by inquiring of this gentleman when you interrupted with your own – larger theory, I must confess.”
It did not exactly beggar description, but it certainly had that word on the lookout for the mendicancy squad.
