I'd spile the looks o' the paper.

I told yew yew'd spile it a-wearin' it tew bed.

"Spare the rod, and spile the child.

And he sez, "We went in, Samantha, to look for a missin' man, and my corn ached like furiation jest as we wuz passin' the door, and I couldn't seem to walk another step, and it looked some like rain and I knew you wouldn't want me to spile my new coat"

Ye see, it was about twenty years ago, come September, and I shipped for a voyage to America in the DeDe, well, never mind the name; those Frenchmen always spile their crafts with a jaw-breaker of a name.

You'd spile the door.

"I don't want to spile your evening," he says, very perlite.

"Hed n't orter hev no rumpus here, 'n' go t' shootin' 'n' mebbe spile yer house 'n' furnicher," said D'ri.

I'd spile the looks o' the paper.

And the worst of it is, it's spiling my temper.

"There I was huntin' around for that chord I lit on the other night and almost findin' it, when he has to howl like a coyote with a sore throat and spile the whole thing.

"Smart people" are "Sports," mostly always, and 'ARRISON slates them as sich. 'Ates killing of "beautiful creatures," and spiling "the Tummel in spate" With "drives," champagne luncheons, and gillies?

And these few pindling present-day district-schools scattered here and yan they only spiles the young uns for work, and hain't no improvement on nothing.

"It du spile the vine weather vor I," he would frequently grumble to his greatest crony, James Coachman, who, for his part, bitterly resented the abnormal length of the daily drives.

"Ef you want to spile a valuable wife, tu'n her loose in a patch of idlesomeness.

She'd spile a rotten apple.

"Book l'arnin' hain't spiled ye yet; your arms are good for suthin'.