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Just because the swate creatures smile on the lad an 'flutter warm at the sight iv him?

CHAPTER 16 2010

"An 'ain't they seein' about it wid all their eyes, the ould docthor a-peekin 'at the swate little thing t'rough his goggles, an' puttin 'a wee bit t'ermom'ter into her mouth what for I do' 'no' unless 'tis ter foind out if it's near toime fer her ter be a-talkin '."

Dorothy Dainty's Gay Times Amy Brooks

"Don't you, in your ` swate little island 'call poor piggy ` the jintleman who pays the rint,' eh?"

Bob Strong's Holidays Adrift in the Channel John B. [Illustrator] Greene

"And so ye've been locking up that swate crathur again, have ye, Mrs. McCrae?" were the words with which, in no gentle tones, she assailed

Lewie Or, The Bended Twig

It's the soft looks and the fine words ye must use, an 'ye would win the young heretic back; ye may fight over her till the great day o' all, and it will be but a sorrowful waste o 'the powther, barrin' the swate chance ye are losing now o 'a comfortable frolic.

Live to be Useful or, The Story of Annie Lee and her Irish Nurse Anonymous

Oi'd dropped off into a swate shlape afther thet chap made sich a row toomblin 'out ov his hammick thet wor next moine, bein' three sheets an 'more, faith, in the woind whin he come off from shore; an' I dramed ez how, Tom, we two wor aboord the _Active_, which Oi wor lookin 'over ounly yisterday whin Oi come by Pitch-House Jetty, where she's lyin' preparin 'for say.

Young Tom Bowling The Boys of the British Navy John B. [Illustrator] Greene

"That I will, asthore, though it's little the welcome of an old woman will be to him while he has your swate face to look on."

Only an Irish Girl

"Thin it's us till a nate little cove, or a swate creek!" exclaimed

Motor Boat Boys Mississippi Cruise or, The Dash for Dixie Louis Arundel

"Shure, she won't go in and risk her swate life," said Mrs. Foyle.

Ruth Fielding in Moving Pictures Or, Helping the Dormitory Fund Alice B. Emerson

I see before me many a rosy girrl a-chewin 'cocoanut candy that ain't so swate as herself, an' many a boy wid his pockets full of paynuts an 'his head full of divelthries.

The Belted Seas Arthur Willis Colton