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@@ -3288,7 +3288,7 @@ fighters, and plain and fancy reporting on newspapers in Florida,
Elizabeth, N.J., Newark, N.J., Atlanta, Ga., and New York (_American_
and _Sun_). In 1917 he was a war correspondent and the following
year his popular stories in slang first achieved book publication
-(_From Baseball to Baches_). He has had approximately a book a year
+(_From Baseball to Boches_). He has had approximately a book a year
ever since, of which _The Leather Pushers_ was one of the most
successful and _Bill Grimm's Progress_ is the most recent. Besides
something like 400 magazine stories--over 100 of them for a single
@@ -3524,7 +3524,7 @@ meanin', of course, McFoul and the referee.
I then put a sizzlin' left and right to McFoul's profile, but they
got delayed in transit whilst the right he shot at me didn't! Alas,
ah me and alackaday! The next thing I know I'm sittin on the floor
-and the referee is sayin' to me, "Six--get up, you banana, you, ain't
+and the referee is sayin' to me, "Six--get up, you banana, _you_ ain't
hurt!--seven--snap into it or I'll kick your teeth out--eight----"
Up I sprang like a enraged baboon and the panic was on! I chased
@@ -3964,7 +3964,7 @@ Charles Stuart looked around helplessly.
"I can't explain," he said, his mustache wavering a little, "but when
she began talking about the plumber's stomach you--you had to listen."
-A snicker ran about the court room, Mrs. Robinson and her attendant
+A snicker ran about the court room. Mrs. Robinson and her attendant
ladies on the bench were visibly horrified. The guard took a step
nearer as if at a nod from the judge he would whisk off this criminal
to the dingiest dungeon in Manhattan.
@@ -4022,7 +4022,7 @@ The judge brought his gavel sharply down on the desk.
"Sit down, please," he said. "This is a court of law, not a matinée."
Mrs. Robinson sat down, drawing herself up into a thin line and
-sniffing a little as if to say she'd see about this after while. The
+sniffing a little as if to say she'd see about this after a while. The
judge pulled out his watch.
"Go on," he said to Stuart. "Take all the time you want."
@@ -4071,7 +4071,7 @@ then--the people next to me had their handkerchiefs out and was
weeping--and I was feeling sort of that way myself. And all of a
sudden this lady began to tell her friends what she told the plumber
about his indigestion. Gosh!" Again he shook his head from side to
-side; his pale eyes fell involuntarily on Mrs. Robinson --then looked
+side; his pale eyes fell involuntarily on Mrs. Robinson--then looked
quickly away. "You couldn't help but hear some and I begun missing
things and then missing more things and then everybody began laughing
and I didn't know what they were laughing at and, as soon as they'd
@@ -4200,7 +4200,7 @@ He hesitated.
Suddenly she began to laugh, at first with amusement and then
immoderately.
-"It's a fact," mumbled Stuart. "I almost got sent to prison account
+"It's a fact," mumbled Stuart. "I almost got sent to prison on account
of it."
Setting her hand firmly over her mouth Edna turned away from him and
@@ -6418,7 +6418,7 @@ particular young woman was as fully dressed as her dozen sister
performers who sat stolidly on the floor of the stage awaiting their
turn. She wore an ornate blouse, baggy trousers, a few beads and a
sort of veil. As she moved, the others clapped languidly, keeping
-time to the thumping of the Gargantuan drummer.
+time to the thumping of the gargantuan drummer.
The dancer moved slowly and indifferently. If there was any
intricacy in the steps, Sicily could not detect it. To her untutored