Mr.Coronado here has done deeds worthy of his ancestors." "Ah, Mr.Coronado!" smiled Aunt Maria, delighted that her favorite had distinguished himself.
"Captain Glover, what's the matter with your nose ?" was the lady's next outcry.
"Wal, it's been bored," replied Glover, tenderly fingering his sore proboscis.

"It's been, so to speak, eyelet-holed.

I'm glad I hadn't but one.

The more noses a feller kerries in battle, the wuss for him.

I hope the darned rip'll heal up.