"Yis" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... to the streit qr abyding his horse he hearis His Matie call on him out at the chalmer window my Lord of Gowrie traittoris hes murtherit yor brother alreddie and . . . ye suffir me to be murtherit also. My Lord hering yis makis to the yait (?) quhair himself was . . . in and Mr. Thomas Cranstoun that thrust in before him, the rest was excludit by violence of the kingis servanttis and cumpany quha . . . the hous and yett. My lord being in at the yett and entering in the ...
— James VI and the Gowrie Mystery • Andrew Lang
... "Here, Richard, go with this man to the warehouse on High Street and see that his cart is backed up close to the door. The salt is stored in the third floor. Load it carefully on the hand truck, wheel it to the window and let it down 'by the fall'—do you get that straight?" "Yis sir, yis sir!" Presently a man burst into the office, exclaiming excitedly, "That wild Irishman of yours has raised hell up the street. He dumped a sack of salt weighing 200 pounds from the third story to the ...
— A Portrait of Old George Town • Grace Dunlop Ecker
... summer; and having tarried a few days at Gawgushshawga, we moved on up the creek to a place that was called Yis-kah-wa-na, (meaning in English ...
— A Narrative of the Life of Mrs. Mary Jemison • James E. Seaver
... Grandpa. "I was wonderin' why we hadn't overtook him before. We gin'ally take him in on the road. Yis, yis; that's Lovell, ain't ...
— The Wit and Humor of America, Volume II. (of X.) • Various
... "Yis. And such a whale barry! It had a whale on each side, as I'm a livin' sinner, mum and a cunnin' little whale in front, cocked 'way up intil the air, thot didn't touch nothin' at all—at all! There's no sich whale barrys as thot same in ...
— Trials and Confessions of a Housekeeper • T. S. Arthur
... more or lesse In his head have gret sicknesse Or gruiance or any werking Awoyne he take wt. owte lettyng It is called Sowthernwode also And hony eteys et spurge stamp yer to And late hy yis drunk, fastined drinky And his hed werk away ...
— The plant-lore & garden-craft of Shakespeare • Henry Nicholson Ellacombe
... no maruayle, seynge that the lord whiche dothe encreasse this at hys pleasure, is almyghty. Me. It is very gently expownded, but I am || afrayd, that many of thes be faynyd for lukre. Ogy. I suppose that God wold nat suffre hymselffe to be deludyd of suche a fasshion. Mene. Yis, haue nat you sene that wha bothe the mother, the sone, the father, and the holy ghoste hathe be robbyd of thes sacrilegyous theues, that thay woldnat ones moue, or styre nother with bekke or crakke wherby ...
— The Pilgrimage of Pure Devotion • Desiderius Erasmus
... "Yis, and I am King George, The Prisidint of this Door; and me orders is that no one goes through here without a pass from Mr. Morrisey. And ...
— Continuous Vaudeville • Will M. Cressy
... was an Erer in the annals of Sand Francisco; yis, an Erer; I sa it, and I guess I know what a Erer is! I gess I do! It's something like this noosepaper, for instance; something that's gut a big Injin onto it; though the Big Injin Fryday Nite had his close on, which this moril ...
— The Complete Works of Artemus Ward, Part 7 • Charles Farrar Browne
... to his feet and exploded in the words: "Sally Maguire, will ye be me woife? By the holy poker! Answer, yis ...
— An Original Belle • E. P. Roe
... and staring at it upside down—was to be left—"left, mind you, Mrs. Flanagan—with the apothecary—Mr. Flint—at the nearest corner—and he will give you some things, which you are to bring here." But she had shuffled off at last with a confident, "yis, sur—aw, I knoo," her head nodding satisfied assent, and her big thumb covering the note on the margin, "charge to Dr. C. Renton, Bowdoin street," (which I know, could not keep it from the eyes of the angels!) and he sat ...
— The Ghost • William. D. O'Connor |
