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“She’ll be orful mad,” prophecied Moses. Mrs. Wopp, as was usual at the morning meal, appeared with her greyish-red hair tortured with curl papers. After depositing the appetizing breakfast dish on the table she thrust her head out of a window and called lustily, “Come on Moses the perkelater’s perkin’ an’ the bacon’s sizzlin’ on the plate.” “Yes, I can come. Shall I bring Clarence, too?”.
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“Naw Nosey,” he retorted, “there ain’t no bun to break in two, the dorg is outside the bun already.”I tried logging in using my phone number and I
was supposed to get a verification code text,but didn't
get it. I clicked resend a couple time, tried the "call
me instead" option twice but didn't get a call
either. the trouble shooting had no info on if the call
me instead fails.There was
“I kin tell you, Mrs. Wopp. He met with an accident comin’ over. He was gittin’ through Abe Bower’s wire fence to save goin’ round by the gate when Ben Bower’s bull-dog ‘Jeff’ caught sight of him. Next minute Joe seen the bull-dog comin’ an’ started back through the fence. Land sakes! The tear he got in the seat of his pants was somethin’ shockin’.”
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“And I’m always going to be your little girl, too,” the child pleaded; “so Billy must be my papa’s little boy.” “You are not a baby, my son; you’ll soon be a man, and it’s time you did your own thinking. Don’t be late for dinner.” To the melody of the shining bells, Betty dropped off to sleep. Presently, Moses made for the yard and on his way, offered tribute to Betty by standing on his head on the mat at the door..
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