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May I be Cursed,' muttered Jack Sheppard, 'if ever I try to be honest again!', Print made by George Cruikshank, 1792–1878, British, 1839, Etching on moderately thick, smooth, cream wove paper with beige chine collé, Sheet: 8 1/2 x 7 1/8 inches (21.6 x 18.1 cm), Plate: 7 x 5 7/8 inches (17.8 x 15 cm), Sheet: 5 11/16 x 4 3/4 inches (14.4 x 12.1 cm), and Image: 4 1/4 x 3 11/16 inches (10.8 x 9.4 cm), angry, boxes, chair, Chapter 5 - 'Hawk and Buzzard', clocks, criminals, drinking, Epoch the Second: 'Thames Darrell.', eyepatch, food, gesturing, illustration, Jack Sheppard (novel), literary theme Stock Photo

RM2DJ3TG6–May I be Cursed,' muttered Jack Sheppard, 'if ever I try to be honest again!', Print made by George Cruikshank, 1792–1878, British, 1839, Etching on moderately thick, smooth, cream wove paper with beige chine collé, Sheet: 8 1/2 x 7 1/8 inches (21.6 x 18.1 cm), Plate: 7 x 5 7/8 inches (17.8 x 15 cm), Sheet: 5 11/16 x 4 3/4 inches (14.4 x 12.1 cm), and Image: 4 1/4 x 3 11/16 inches (10.8 x 9.4 cm), angry, boxes, chair, Chapter 5 - 'Hawk and Buzzard', clocks, criminals, drinking, Epoch the Second: 'Thames Darrell.', eyepatch, food, gesturing, illustration, Jack Sheppard (novel), literary theme

Describes an unpleasant stagecoach ride on the way to Mammoth Cave. Transcription: worse, even to execrability. We were now but four, woman having gotten out at Elizabethtown; and were horribly bumped and jolted. Unnecessary delays were there also, gettings out and walkings, fast speedings and slow crawlings, and by an hour after sunset all talk was tacitly dispensed with, each one ground his teeth in silence, or shifted his position, or bounded aloft (when a particularly big rock defied the coach wheel,) with muttered oath or groaning ejaculation. I dozed during alternate bruisings, which oc Stock Photo

RMMAKPTJ–Describes an unpleasant stagecoach ride on the way to Mammoth Cave. Transcription: worse, even to execrability. We were now but four, woman having gotten out at Elizabethtown; and were horribly bumped and jolted. Unnecessary delays were there also, gettings out and walkings, fast speedings and slow crawlings, and by an hour after sunset all talk was tacitly dispensed with, each one ground his teeth in silence, or shifted his position, or bounded aloft (when a particularly big rock defied the coach wheel,) with muttered oath or groaning ejaculation. I dozed during alternate bruisings, which oc

Omar the Optimist' 'Here with a loaf of bread beneath the row, A muttered curse, but ne'er a whine, and thou- Beside me,singing in the wilderness, The wilderness is Paradise enow.' Acartoon by Captain Bruce Bairnsfather in The Bystander Stock Photo

RM2RGDN47–Omar the Optimist' 'Here with a loaf of bread beneath the row, A muttered curse, but ne'er a whine, and thou- Beside me,singing in the wilderness, The wilderness is Paradise enow.' Acartoon by Captain Bruce Bairnsfather in The Bystander

Participants a parade of thousands of troops in Windsor Castle to celebrate the Diamond Jubilee. PRESS ASSOCIATION Photo. Picture date: Saturday May 19, 2012. Six massed bands led servicemen and women from the Royal Navy, Army and Royal Air Force (RAF) in the uplifting musical pageant. Joined by other members of the royal family on a dais in the Quadrangle of Windsor Castle - her favourite residence - the Queen smiled and muttered comments to her husband during the parade. Outside the castle walls thousands of people lined the streets to cheer and wave union flags as the 2,500 troops from the Stock Photo

RMG56T51–Participants a parade of thousands of troops in Windsor Castle to celebrate the Diamond Jubilee. PRESS ASSOCIATION Photo. Picture date: Saturday May 19, 2012. Six massed bands led servicemen and women from the Royal Navy, Army and Royal Air Force (RAF) in the uplifting musical pageant. Joined by other members of the royal family on a dais in the Quadrangle of Windsor Castle - her favourite residence - the Queen smiled and muttered comments to her husband during the parade. Outside the castle walls thousands of people lined the streets to cheer and wave union flags as the 2,500 troops from the

The most silent business men: in the Exchange at its busiest hour, 1909. 'The Assembled Industrial Aristocracy Of Manchester. Says the author of "The Cotton Metropolis" (quoted in Black's "Guide"): "The place to see the assembled industrial aristocracy of Manchester...is on the Exchange,...The taciturnity of the crowd at first strikes you. You hear no vacant gossiping, no laughing, no loud talking whatever: yet an electric stream of intelligence seems to pervade the whole assembly: and every one by a look - a gesture - perhaps with a muttered word or two, appears to ma Stock Photo

RM2XT3128–The most silent business men: in the Exchange at its busiest hour, 1909. 'The Assembled Industrial Aristocracy Of Manchester. Says the author of "The Cotton Metropolis" (quoted in Black's "Guide"): "The place to see the assembled industrial aristocracy of Manchester...is on the Exchange,...The taciturnity of the crowd at first strikes you. You hear no vacant gossiping, no laughing, no loud talking whatever: yet an electric stream of intelligence seems to pervade the whole assembly: and every one by a look - a gesture - perhaps with a muttered word or two, appears to ma

'May I be Cursed,' muttered Jack Sheppard, 'if ever I try to be honest again!' 1839 by George Cruikshank Stock Photo

RM2RE88KM–'May I be Cursed,' muttered Jack Sheppard, 'if ever I try to be honest again!' 1839 by George Cruikshank

RM2RAACC2–Omar the Optimist' 'Here with a loaf of bread beneath the row, A muttered curse, but ne'er a whine, and thou- Beside me,singing in the wilderness, The wilderness is Paradise enow.' Acartoon by Captain Bruce Bairnsfather in The Bystander Date: 1916

Print made by George Cruikshank, 1792–1878, British, 'May I be Cursed,' muttered Jack Sheppard, 'if ever I try to be honest again!', 1839. Etching on moderately thick, smooth, cream wove paper with beige chine collé. angry , boxes , chair , Chapter 5 - 'Hawk and Buzzard' , clocks , criminals , drinking , Epoch the Second: 'Thames Darrell.' , eyepatch , food , gesturing , illustration , Jack Sheppard (novel) , literary theme , men , novel , robbery , sitting , stealing , surprise , sword , thief , women. Jack Sheppard Stock Photo

RM2E477G2–Print made by George Cruikshank, 1792–1878, British, 'May I be Cursed,' muttered Jack Sheppard, 'if ever I try to be honest again!', 1839. Etching on moderately thick, smooth, cream wove paper with beige chine collé. angry , boxes , chair , Chapter 5 - 'Hawk and Buzzard' , clocks , criminals , drinking , Epoch the Second: 'Thames Darrell.' , eyepatch , food , gesturing , illustration , Jack Sheppard (novel) , literary theme , men , novel , robbery , sitting , stealing , surprise , sword , thief , women. Jack Sheppard

Mount Pleasant, Wisconsin, USA. 20th July, 2020. Walmart customers are required to wear masks as of Monday July 20, 2020. A customer associate tells unmasked customers about the new policy and tells them where they can buy masks inside the store at the Walmart Supercenter in the Village of Mount Pleasant, Wisconsin on July 20. The man in the white t-shirt muttered that the policy Ã¢â‚¬Å“sucksÃ¢â‚¬Â as he left rather than go into the store and buy a mask. Employees have been masked for several months. Credit: Mark Hertzberg/ZUMA Wire/Alamy Live News Stock Photo

RM2C824YW–Mount Pleasant, Wisconsin, USA. 20th July, 2020. Walmart customers are required to wear masks as of Monday July 20, 2020. A customer associate tells unmasked customers about the new policy and tells them where they can buy masks inside the store at the Walmart Supercenter in the Village of Mount Pleasant, Wisconsin on July 20. The man in the white t-shirt muttered that the policy Ã¢â‚¬Å“sucksÃ¢â‚¬Â as he left rather than go into the store and buy a mask. Employees have been masked for several months. Credit: Mark Hertzberg/ZUMA Wire/Alamy Live News

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Alexandra Bastedo and Peter Marshall, presenters of the Miss United Kingdom contest at the Grosvenor House Hotel in London. The winner, Kirsty Roper's eyes were not the only things that were blue - Independent Television later received several viewer complaints who heard Miss Bastedo swear while introducing one of the contestants. Stock Photo

RMG6NJ3H–Alexandra Bastedo and Peter Marshall, presenters of the Miss United Kingdom contest at the Grosvenor House Hotel in London. The winner, Kirsty Roper's eyes were not the only things that were blue - Independent Television later received several viewer complaints who heard Miss Bastedo swear while introducing one of the contestants.

The maid of Redenfayn, an allegory of two worlds, in three books: I The book of loves and dreams . All bright the sun shone in the morning skyWhen he awoke, sick and dispirited.The rope which bound him to the masts split stump,In vain he strove to loose : hard were the knots.By water swollen tight; and gone his strength. Oh, what a double dose of Hell Ive had!He muttered with a sigh: one in that storm,And one in dreams—or else in the Abyss,—. Stock Photo

RM2AJG5DN–The maid of Redenfayn, an allegory of two worlds, in three books: I The book of loves and dreams . All bright the sun shone in the morning skyWhen he awoke, sick and dispirited.The rope which bound him to the masts split stump,In vain he strove to loose : hard were the knots.By water swollen tight; and gone his strength. Oh, what a double dose of Hell Ive had!He muttered with a sigh: one in that storm,And one in dreams—or else in the Abyss,—.

Prince of Wales Skiing Holiday - Switzerland Stock Photo

RMG818XD–Prince of Wales Skiing Holiday - Switzerland

Diamond Jubilee Armed Forces Parade Stock Photo

RMG56T53–Diamond Jubilee Armed Forces Parade

RM2C8252A–Mount Pleasant, Wisconsin, USA. 20th July, 2020. Walmart customers are required to wear masks as of Monday July 20, 2020. A customer associate tells unmasked customers about the new policy and tells them where they can buy masks inside the store at the Walmart Supercenter in the Village of Mount Pleasant, Wisconsin on July 20. The man in the white t-shirt muttered that the policy Ã¢â‚¬Å“sucksÃ¢â‚¬Â as he left rather than go into the store and buy a mask. Employees have been masked for several months. Credit: Mark Hertzberg/ZUMA Wire/Alamy Live News

Handley Cross; or, MrJorrock's hunt . , had led to unpleasant bickerings between them. To-day,however, they seem to have merged their differences for the commonweal, and play into each others hands in the most praiseworthymanner. Everything is cold, except the vegetables and game, whichlatter Mrs. Brantinghame would have insinuated came from her ownmanor, were she not afraid that the ever-watchful Partridge, whobrought it from Sir Arohys, would contradict her. Miss, however,did the fine by desiring Frederick to tell her maid to bring her apocket-handkerchief; and Mrs. muttered something about Stock Photo

RM2AN1NP7–Handley Cross; or, MrJorrock's hunt . , had led to unpleasant bickerings between them. To-day,however, they seem to have merged their differences for the commonweal, and play into each others hands in the most praiseworthymanner. Everything is cold, except the vegetables and game, whichlatter Mrs. Brantinghame would have insinuated came from her ownmanor, were she not afraid that the ever-watchful Partridge, whobrought it from Sir Arohys, would contradict her. Miss, however,did the fine by desiring Frederick to tell her maid to bring her apocket-handkerchief; and Mrs. muttered something about

Mount Pleasant, Wisconsin, USA. 20th July, 2020. Walmart customers are required to wear masks as of Monday July 20, 2020. As a masked customer leaves the store, a customer associate tells unmasked customers about the new policy and tells them where they can buy masks inside the store at the Walmart Supercenter in the Village of Mount Pleasant, Wisconsin on July 20. The man in the white t-shirt muttered that the policy 'sucks'' as he left rather than go into the store and buy a mask. Employees have been masked for several months. Credit: Mark Hertzberg/ZUMA Wire/Alamy Live News Stock Photo

RM2C824YE–Mount Pleasant, Wisconsin, USA. 20th July, 2020. Walmart customers are required to wear masks as of Monday July 20, 2020. As a masked customer leaves the store, a customer associate tells unmasked customers about the new policy and tells them where they can buy masks inside the store at the Walmart Supercenter in the Village of Mount Pleasant, Wisconsin on July 20. The man in the white t-shirt muttered that the policy 'sucks'' as he left rather than go into the store and buy a mask. Employees have been masked for several months. Credit: Mark Hertzberg/ZUMA Wire/Alamy Live News

Centennial history of the First Presbyterian church of Easton, Pennsylvania : 1811-1911 . ssion forthe souls of men. It must be conceded however, that Christian-ity in its manifestation to the world, in its institutions and ma-terial possessions does seem to be mechanical. Moreover regard-ed as a system it is vulnerable, and this is what men are attack-ing in the popular sense. Occasional assaults are made uponspeculations and doctrines, but these have always been confin-ed to the few. The most ominous attacks upon religion are inthe muttered charges, misconceived it is true, but still signifi Stock Photo

RM2AX78GR–Centennial history of the First Presbyterian church of Easton, Pennsylvania : 1811-1911 . ssion forthe souls of men. It must be conceded however, that Christian-ity in its manifestation to the world, in its institutions and ma-terial possessions does seem to be mechanical. Moreover regard-ed as a system it is vulnerable, and this is what men are attack-ing in the popular sense. Occasional assaults are made uponspeculations and doctrines, but these have always been confin-ed to the few. The most ominous attacks upon religion are inthe muttered charges, misconceived it is true, but still signifi

RM2C824W0–Mount Pleasant, Wisconsin, USA. 20th July, 2020. Walmart customers are required to wear masks as of Monday July 20, 2020. A customer associate tells unmasked customers about the new policy and tells them where they can buy masks inside the store at the Walmart Supercenter in the Village of Mount Pleasant, Wisconsin on July 20. The man in the white t-shirt muttered that the policy Ã¢â‚¬Å“sucksÃ¢â‚¬Â as he left rather than go into the store and buy a mask. Employees have been masked for several months. Credit: Mark Hertzberg/ZUMA Wire/Alamy Live News

Of all things . essedenvelope.) You then seize the shaker with both hands andgive it a vicious yank, muttering between yourteeth : Well see, my fine fellow! Well see ! This is usually very effective in weakening themorale of the clinker, for it then reahzes right atthe start that it is pitted against a man who isnot to be trifled with. This should be followed by several short andpowerful yanks, punctuated on the catch of eachstroke with a muttered: You ********! If you are short of wind, the force of thisejaculation may diminish as the yanks increase innumber, in which case it will be well to Stock Photo

RM2AN2MDJ–Of all things . essedenvelope.) You then seize the shaker with both hands andgive it a vicious yank, muttering between yourteeth : Well see, my fine fellow! Well see ! This is usually very effective in weakening themorale of the clinker, for it then reahzes right atthe start that it is pitted against a man who isnot to be trifled with. This should be followed by several short andpowerful yanks, punctuated on the catch of eachstroke with a muttered: You ********! If you are short of wind, the force of thisejaculation may diminish as the yanks increase innumber, in which case it will be well to

Hagarene [electronic resource] . to be roughlyentreated, either by man or beast; and it is difficult, evenfor a field-officer, to look dignified, whilst staggering back-wauls, and clutching at the air to save himself from falling.But, now, he utterly forgot his discomfiture, whilst hefollowed each movement of horse and rider with eagereyes. Certainly, the latters skill and courage did deservesome praise ; and one, at least, of the spectators was onlytoo ready to render it. But, for the very life of him, themajor could not just then put the compliment into words,and only muttered something unin Stock Photo

RM2AJFAE5–Hagarene [electronic resource] . to be roughlyentreated, either by man or beast; and it is difficult, evenfor a field-officer, to look dignified, whilst staggering back-wauls, and clutching at the air to save himself from falling.But, now, he utterly forgot his discomfiture, whilst hefollowed each movement of horse and rider with eagereyes. Certainly, the latters skill and courage did deservesome praise ; and one, at least, of the spectators was onlytoo ready to render it. But, for the very life of him, themajor could not just then put the compliment into words,and only muttered something unin

The acme magazine . e was better than his word. Onlyeight days had passed when Tiermanreceived the expected message. Thoughit brought the information promised,the copper kings face clouded as hiseyes ran over the lines, and when hefinished he muttered discontentedly:Too bad! Too bad! Well not go fish-ing together after all. The messageread: The man is here and is willing to giveup his booty. Indeed, he is very glad ofthe chance. Two weeks isolation withhimself brought some very pertinentthoughts. However, he felt that he mustescape and that he could not live in exilewithout the means of subsis Stock Photo

RM2AN1H6C–The acme magazine . e was better than his word. Onlyeight days had passed when Tiermanreceived the expected message. Thoughit brought the information promised,the copper kings face clouded as hiseyes ran over the lines, and when hefinished he muttered discontentedly:Too bad! Too bad! Well not go fish-ing together after all. The messageread: The man is here and is willing to giveup his booty. Indeed, he is very glad ofthe chance. Two weeks isolation withhimself brought some very pertinentthoughts. However, he felt that he mustescape and that he could not live in exilewithout the means of subsis

The thousand and one nights (Volume 1): commonly called, in England, the Arabian nights' entertainments . this story, replied, Lengthen notthy words to me : as to my killing thee, fear it not; and as to mvpardoning thee, covet it not; but as to my enchanting thee, there isno escape from it;—and, so saying, he clove the earth asunder, andsoared with me through the sky to such a height that I beheld theworld beneath me as though it were a bowl of water: then, alightingupon a mountain, he took up a little dust, and, having muttered andpronounced certain words over it, sprinkled me with it, saying Stock Photo

RM2AJG3GW–The thousand and one nights (Volume 1): commonly called, in England, the Arabian nights' entertainments . this story, replied, Lengthen notthy words to me : as to my killing thee, fear it not; and as to mvpardoning thee, covet it not; but as to my enchanting thee, there isno escape from it;—and, so saying, he clove the earth asunder, andsoared with me through the sky to such a height that I beheld theworld beneath me as though it were a bowl of water: then, alightingupon a mountain, he took up a little dust, and, having muttered andpronounced certain words over it, sprinkled me with it, saying

The wanderings of a pen and pencil . ed with trembling to the outsideof the vehicle, he buried his face in his hands, weeping and groaning, till itwas mournful to hear his burst of affliction. He never was heard of more.The landlady published that he had returned to the village, and many sadthings were muttered of his wickedness and shame. I hope he did some good A LOVE TALE. 255 in after-life to atone for his falsehood, and the disaster which he brought uponhis country friends; and if he is dead, may Heaven forgive him, even as that,poor girl prayed he might be forgiven, when she clasped her Stock Photo

RM2AJ540C–The wanderings of a pen and pencil . ed with trembling to the outsideof the vehicle, he buried his face in his hands, weeping and groaning, till itwas mournful to hear his burst of affliction. He never was heard of more.The landlady published that he had returned to the village, and many sadthings were muttered of his wickedness and shame. I hope he did some good A LOVE TALE. 255 in after-life to atone for his falsehood, and the disaster which he brought uponhis country friends; and if he is dead, may Heaven forgive him, even as that,poor girl prayed he might be forgiven, when she clasped her

History of the Lemen family, of Illinois, Virginia and elsewhere . two colored women, it was the chivalryof slavery; no one daring to interfere to protectthese helpless women, even the conductor absentinghimself from the car, he immediately stepped up tothem and demanded of them to desist their unseemlyconduct; without a word, except a muttered Aboli-tionist, they struck him with slung-shots and stabbedhim in the back. He was carried from the car in-sensible, covered with blood. His faith was so strongin God that he stood in the midst of the lions ofoppression that were thirsting for his blood Stock Photo

RM2AKTA59–History of the Lemen family, of Illinois, Virginia and elsewhere . two colored women, it was the chivalryof slavery; no one daring to interfere to protectthese helpless women, even the conductor absentinghimself from the car, he immediately stepped up tothem and demanded of them to desist their unseemlyconduct; without a word, except a muttered Aboli-tionist, they struck him with slung-shots and stabbedhim in the back. He was carried from the car in-sensible, covered with blood. His faith was so strongin God that he stood in the midst of the lions ofoppression that were thirsting for his blood

The navy eternal, which is the navy-that-floats, the navy-that-flies and the navy-under-the-sea . , andsubmarines proceed instantly and rendezvousin execution oJ previous orders.^ The echoes 288 THE SPIRIT OF THE FLEET broke back from the quiet hills and diedaway. Gee ! muttered an irrepressible Ameri-can ship. Hold tight, Emma ! were off I Gate I yelped the destroyers, standby the gates I and presently they spedforth to meet the dawn and their destiny.The grinding sound of cables crawlingthrough the hawsepipes as the squadi^onsshortened in filled the harbour. The darkwater eddied and swirled Stock Photo

RM2AWFXPP–The navy eternal, which is the navy-that-floats, the navy-that-flies and the navy-under-the-sea . , andsubmarines proceed instantly and rendezvousin execution oJ previous orders.^ The echoes 288 THE SPIRIT OF THE FLEET broke back from the quiet hills and diedaway. Gee ! muttered an irrepressible Ameri-can ship. Hold tight, Emma ! were off I Gate I yelped the destroyers, standby the gates I and presently they spedforth to meet the dawn and their destiny.The grinding sound of cables crawlingthrough the hawsepipes as the squadi^onsshortened in filled the harbour. The darkwater eddied and swirled

. In love and war : a romance. corn she wouldhave resented, but the accusation he hadmade struck her speechless. She stoodmutely gazing at him, unable to realize thefull import of his words. » Her silence enraged him. Are you so callous that you are notmoved even by the tidings of the foul workwhich has been done ? Are you so heartlessthat even your fathers murder cannot makeyou sensible of your shame ? My father dead—and by foul work!she muttered, absently, and in a low toneof anguish; and you charge Lamingtonwith the crime—oh, you are mad, Eichard Ior you are trying to frighten me that you 1 Stock Photo

RM2AFXX02–. In love and war : a romance. corn she wouldhave resented, but the accusation he hadmade struck her speechless. She stoodmutely gazing at him, unable to realize thefull import of his words. » Her silence enraged him. Are you so callous that you are notmoved even by the tidings of the foul workwhich has been done ? Are you so heartlessthat even your fathers murder cannot makeyou sensible of your shame ? My father dead—and by foul work!she muttered, absently, and in a low toneof anguish; and you charge Lamingtonwith the crime—oh, you are mad, Eichard Ior you are trying to frighten me that you 1

Purdue debris . totring and lame;When abruptly, Mv Time ! he exclaimed, for his blade, nicked and broken, was turned, What hinderance is this? he inquired, then stooped, a dark book to discern. With curious impatience and haste he reversed the cover design,Then sneered as he raised his long brows; his shoulders he gestured so fine. Oh, ho ! Why of course I recall how reglar come these, said he,And with upturned nose he completed, Its only another Debris. Light stuff for the brainless, he muttered, deciding to throw by the wayThat which, but a moment before, had cost him no little delay. But st Stock Photo

RM2ANERFA–Purdue debris . totring and lame;When abruptly, Mv Time ! he exclaimed, for his blade, nicked and broken, was turned, What hinderance is this? he inquired, then stooped, a dark book to discern. With curious impatience and haste he reversed the cover design,Then sneered as he raised his long brows; his shoulders he gestured so fine. Oh, ho ! Why of course I recall how reglar come these, said he,And with upturned nose he completed, Its only another Debris. Light stuff for the brainless, he muttered, deciding to throw by the wayThat which, but a moment before, had cost him no little delay. But st

. Thrilling stories of the Great War on land and sea, in the air, under the water. ets terribly hardened. Finally, there they were sittingin the street. How many anguished prayers they mayhave muttered, I cannot say, but during the whole timetheir hands were joined in nervous contraction. I amsorry for them, but the stratagem was of immediateeffect. The enfi- lading directedfrom the housesdiminished atonce; we wereable then to takepossession of thehouse opposite,and thus becamemasters of theprincipal street.From that mo-ment every onethat showed hisface in the street was shot. And the artiller Stock Photo

RM2AG16XP–. Thrilling stories of the Great War on land and sea, in the air, under the water. ets terribly hardened. Finally, there they were sittingin the street. How many anguished prayers they mayhave muttered, I cannot say, but during the whole timetheir hands were joined in nervous contraction. I amsorry for them, but the stratagem was of immediateeffect. The enfi- lading directedfrom the housesdiminished atonce; we wereable then to takepossession of thehouse opposite,and thus becamemasters of theprincipal street.From that mo-ment every onethat showed hisface in the street was shot. And the artiller

Purdue debris . ring and lame;When abruptly, My Time ! he exclaimed, for his blade, nicked and broken, was turned, :I What hinderance is this? he inquired, then stooped, a dark book to discern. With curious impatience and haste he reversed the cover design, Then sneered as he raised his long brows; his shoulders he gestured so fine. Oh, ho! Why of course I recall how reglar come these, said he, And with upturned nose he completed, Its only another Debris. Light stuff for the brainless, he muttered, deciding to throw by the wayThat which, but a moment before, had cost him no little delay.But st Stock Photo

RM2ANA37J–Purdue debris . ring and lame;When abruptly, My Time ! he exclaimed, for his blade, nicked and broken, was turned, :I What hinderance is this? he inquired, then stooped, a dark book to discern. With curious impatience and haste he reversed the cover design, Then sneered as he raised his long brows; his shoulders he gestured so fine. Oh, ho! Why of course I recall how reglar come these, said he, And with upturned nose he completed, Its only another Debris. Light stuff for the brainless, he muttered, deciding to throw by the wayThat which, but a moment before, had cost him no little delay.But st

Our boys in India . ishment, and are responsiblefor his being the king to-day ? Richard turned clear about, and looked him in the eyefor a moment. Then, with a light laugh, he muttered, Stuff!You must not believe, Scott, all that these complimentaryOrientals have to say. They remained but a day longer at Baroda. I am in haste to be off, said Mr. Raymond, for wemust have important news at Allahabad soon. It will hardlytake us longer to go by gar^i to Burhampur; and by thatmeans you can have a taste of very different travel, and seethe first of the famous marble banks of the Narbada River.We cut Stock Photo

RM2AN1W3N–Our boys in India . ishment, and are responsiblefor his being the king to-day ? Richard turned clear about, and looked him in the eyefor a moment. Then, with a light laugh, he muttered, Stuff!You must not believe, Scott, all that these complimentaryOrientals have to say. They remained but a day longer at Baroda. I am in haste to be off, said Mr. Raymond, for wemust have important news at Allahabad soon. It will hardlytake us longer to go by gar^i to Burhampur; and by thatmeans you can have a taste of very different travel, and seethe first of the famous marble banks of the Narbada River.We cut

Roland Cashel . said the writer, on competent authority, thatthis gentleman intends to make the ancestral seat his chief residencein future; and that already preparations are making to render thisprincely mansion in every respect worthy of the vast fortune ofits proprietor. Eaith, and the princely mansion requires a thing or two to makeit all perfect, said Tom, with a sardonic laugh, while in a lower tonehe muttered— maybe, for all the time hell stay there, its not worthhis while to spend the money on it, Having re-read the paragraph,he carefully replaced the paper in its cover and continued h Stock Photo

RM2AX3C38–Roland Cashel . said the writer, on competent authority, thatthis gentleman intends to make the ancestral seat his chief residencein future; and that already preparations are making to render thisprincely mansion in every respect worthy of the vast fortune ofits proprietor. Eaith, and the princely mansion requires a thing or two to makeit all perfect, said Tom, with a sardonic laugh, while in a lower tonehe muttered— maybe, for all the time hell stay there, its not worthhis while to spend the money on it, Having re-read the paragraph,he carefully replaced the paper in its cover and continued h

Lady GrizelAn impression of a momentous epoch . rawled in. Even from his chamber within the hoary citadelWilkes could see the lurid glare of burning houses. Stone is wise, he muttered. His paid agentsdo their work well. Where was the unpaid one inwhom I placed my trust—this soul-seared bastardbrother of her Grace of Tewkesbury ? He wasabsent to-day. The Duchess ! Ha ! ha ! Her vesselnears the rocks. Poor reckless foolish creature Colonel Wilkes, tucking his blankets tight, sleptan infants innocent sleep; so did Mr. Grenville,conscious of a brilliant display of statesmanship.He had shown his Stock Photo

RM2AX23WH–Lady GrizelAn impression of a momentous epoch . rawled in. Even from his chamber within the hoary citadelWilkes could see the lurid glare of burning houses. Stone is wise, he muttered. His paid agentsdo their work well. Where was the unpaid one inwhom I placed my trust—this soul-seared bastardbrother of her Grace of Tewkesbury ? He wasabsent to-day. The Duchess ! Ha ! ha ! Her vesselnears the rocks. Poor reckless foolish creature Colonel Wilkes, tucking his blankets tight, sleptan infants innocent sleep; so did Mr. Grenville,conscious of a brilliant display of statesmanship.He had shown his

Mighty Mikko; a book of Finnish fairy tales and folk tales . en got an ax! The Fox was furious at being cheated of his dinner. You didnt think that out yourself, Harakka! hesaid. Some ones been talking to you! Who was it? It was my dear friend, Varis, the Magpie said.Shes on to your tricks! Ill teach that Crow to interfere with my affairs!*the Fox muttered to himself as he trotted off. He went to an open field and lay down with his mouthopen, pretending to be dead. Im sure Varis will soon spy me! he said to himself. He was right. Presently the Crow began circlingabove him. She flew nearer and Stock Photo

RM2AN464Y–Mighty Mikko; a book of Finnish fairy tales and folk tales . en got an ax! The Fox was furious at being cheated of his dinner. You didnt think that out yourself, Harakka! hesaid. Some ones been talking to you! Who was it? It was my dear friend, Varis, the Magpie said.Shes on to your tricks! Ill teach that Crow to interfere with my affairs!*the Fox muttered to himself as he trotted off. He went to an open field and lay down with his mouthopen, pretending to be dead. Im sure Varis will soon spy me! he said to himself. He was right. Presently the Crow began circlingabove him. She flew nearer and

The Mormon wife; a life story of the sacrifices, sorrows and sufferings of woman A narrative of many years' personal experience . les, your bank with lead instead of gold, and allthe mean, contemptible trickeries, to which I have been a wit-ness. * You will wait until you have an opportunity to expose me,wont you V said Smith. An opportunity will soon present itself, I answered. • Smith muttered something to himself, as he turned away. And where are you going, Harrison V I inquired. * Back to my fathers, he answered. Oh ! how I wanted to warn him ! at length, I said. 1 You had better be carefu Stock Photo

RM2AJ8C9X–The Mormon wife; a life story of the sacrifices, sorrows and sufferings of woman A narrative of many years' personal experience . les, your bank with lead instead of gold, and allthe mean, contemptible trickeries, to which I have been a wit-ness. * You will wait until you have an opportunity to expose me,wont you V said Smith. An opportunity will soon present itself, I answered. • Smith muttered something to himself, as he turned away. And where are you going, Harrison V I inquired. * Back to my fathers, he answered. Oh ! how I wanted to warn him ! at length, I said. 1 You had better be carefu

Mirth and metre . -same corner where it sat in days of yore :And its pewter still is shining, and it bears the frothy lining,Which the night when first I drained its cooling beverage it bore,Eut my mouth that frothy lining never, never tasted more, Since it muttered, Pay your score! I have concluded my extracts; the remaining poems areprincipally of a private and personal nature, which renders themunfitted for publication. After a perusal of his verses there will, I trust, be very fewpersons who will not at once appreciate the powers of mylamented friend, and grieve over the illiberal treatmen Stock Photo

RM2AWPP4X–Mirth and metre . -same corner where it sat in days of yore :And its pewter still is shining, and it bears the frothy lining,Which the night when first I drained its cooling beverage it bore,Eut my mouth that frothy lining never, never tasted more, Since it muttered, Pay your score! I have concluded my extracts; the remaining poems areprincipally of a private and personal nature, which renders themunfitted for publication. After a perusal of his verses there will, I trust, be very fewpersons who will not at once appreciate the powers of mylamented friend, and grieve over the illiberal treatmen

The Bowdoin quill . pplause*Instead, there reached his ears only therather startling sound produced by theheavy breathing of a number of persons;in other words, the rest of the GanderClub were asleep and — snoring! Awicked gleam flashed from the Chancel-lors eye* Softly he tiptoed around thetable ; six cigars he stuffed into his pock-et, and one, after lighting it, into hismouth* Then he turned out the lightsand groped his way to the door; paus-ing here dramatically, he cleared histhroat and muttered: When permitted six geese to forego,What pleasure I felt in my heart! THE BOWDOIN QUILL 265 An Stock Photo

RM2AXBRBN–The Bowdoin quill . pplause*Instead, there reached his ears only therather startling sound produced by theheavy breathing of a number of persons;in other words, the rest of the GanderClub were asleep and — snoring! Awicked gleam flashed from the Chancel-lors eye* Softly he tiptoed around thetable ; six cigars he stuffed into his pock-et, and one, after lighting it, into hismouth* Then he turned out the lightsand groped his way to the door; paus-ing here dramatically, he cleared histhroat and muttered: When permitted six geese to forego,What pleasure I felt in my heart! THE BOWDOIN QUILL 265 An

Caricature; wit and humor of a nation in picture, song and story . on, Susan, he said, with consider-able effort to be calm; will you be kind enough to re-peat your remark? If you love me, Noah, she responded, with child-like obedience, the professor listening with the mostalert attention. Every word received an equal share of emphasis.The professor was wholly unable to detect the slightestshade of difference in the evenly balanced articulation.He rested his massive brow upon the index finger of hisright hand for some time. I wonder what shemeans, he muttered tohimself, and once more be-came a Stock Photo

RM2AKCN4M–Caricature; wit and humor of a nation in picture, song and story . on, Susan, he said, with consider-able effort to be calm; will you be kind enough to re-peat your remark? If you love me, Noah, she responded, with child-like obedience, the professor listening with the mostalert attention. Every word received an equal share of emphasis.The professor was wholly unable to detect the slightestshade of difference in the evenly balanced articulation.He rested his massive brow upon the index finger of hisright hand for some time. I wonder what shemeans, he muttered tohimself, and once more be-came a

The yellow fairy book . we wake, and lie and quake. Just the same answer, muttered the witch ; I think Ill go inand see. So she opened the door gently, and seeing the two littleducklings sound asleep, she there and then killed them. The next morning the White Duck wandered round the pondin a distracted manner, looking for her little ones; she called andshe searched, but could find no trace of them. And in her heartshe had a foreboding that evil had befallen them, and she flutteredup out of the water and flew to the palace. And there, laid outon the marble floor of the court, dead and stone col Stock Photo

RM2AXG0D4–The yellow fairy book . we wake, and lie and quake. Just the same answer, muttered the witch ; I think Ill go inand see. So she opened the door gently, and seeing the two littleducklings sound asleep, she there and then killed them. The next morning the White Duck wandered round the pondin a distracted manner, looking for her little ones; she called andshe searched, but could find no trace of them. And in her heartshe had a foreboding that evil had befallen them, and she flutteredup out of the water and flew to the palace. And there, laid outon the marble floor of the court, dead and stone col

StNicholas . THE GOBLINS SPENT THEIR WHOLE TIME IN ACCUMULATING GREAT HEAPS OF GOLD AND SILVER AND PRECIOUS STONES. venture, nothing have ! and taking the thousand-sided diamond from its hiding-place, he startedonce more for the stone castle. When he reachedit, all the inhabitants were out of sight, and thedraw-bridge was raised.. What shall I do now? muttered Spideree. They will never hear such a little voice as mine calling across the moat. How am 1 ever to get into their precious old cavern of a castle? As he stood puzzling over this difficult question. of light from the diamond which he he Stock Photo

RM2ANDX0R–StNicholas . THE GOBLINS SPENT THEIR WHOLE TIME IN ACCUMULATING GREAT HEAPS OF GOLD AND SILVER AND PRECIOUS STONES. venture, nothing have ! and taking the thousand-sided diamond from its hiding-place, he startedonce more for the stone castle. When he reachedit, all the inhabitants were out of sight, and thedraw-bridge was raised.. What shall I do now? muttered Spideree. They will never hear such a little voice as mine calling across the moat. How am 1 ever to get into their precious old cavern of a castle? As he stood puzzling over this difficult question. of light from the diamond which he he

Our boys in India . A CDHIO0S CONTRIVANCE. 46 OUR BOYS IN INDIA. ing against the boat, till suddenly his attention was drawnto strange figures along the bank, just discernible in themists, moving slowly up and down, or lying still in hideouspiles.. CSOCODILES. What are they?.he asked, eagerly pointing toward theshore. Crocodiles, muttered Dhondaram; and, with a peculiarsmile, he added, They are very sacred animals. We makesacrifices to them ; and sometimes little children are throwninto the water, for those crocodiles to eat them up. PAUL AMONG THE HINDUS. 47 Paul started, turned pale, tremble Stock Photo

RM2AN2TH7–Our boys in India . A CDHIO0S CONTRIVANCE. 46 OUR BOYS IN INDIA. ing against the boat, till suddenly his attention was drawnto strange figures along the bank, just discernible in themists, moving slowly up and down, or lying still in hideouspiles.. CSOCODILES. What are they?.he asked, eagerly pointing toward theshore. Crocodiles, muttered Dhondaram; and, with a peculiarsmile, he added, They are very sacred animals. We makesacrifices to them ; and sometimes little children are throwninto the water, for those crocodiles to eat them up. PAUL AMONG THE HINDUS. 47 Paul started, turned pale, tremble

Deccan nursery tales; or, Fairy tales from the south . thetemple of Shiva was ever so far from the kingspalace. The ugly daughter-in-law did notmind, for she was used to cruel treatment.She had also walked to the temple twice before,and her feet had got as hard as two littlestones. But the king and his relatives weretired to death ; and their feet swelled up to thesize of an elephants, and they became as fullof thorns as the back of a porcupine. Andthey muttered to each other, How on earthdoes that ugly little daughter-in-law manageto walk as she does through the heart of theforest ? The ugly Stock Photo

RM2AJH995–Deccan nursery tales; or, Fairy tales from the south . thetemple of Shiva was ever so far from the kingspalace. The ugly daughter-in-law did notmind, for she was used to cruel treatment.She had also walked to the temple twice before,and her feet had got as hard as two littlestones. But the king and his relatives weretired to death ; and their feet swelled up to thesize of an elephants, and they became as fullof thorns as the back of a porcupine. Andthey muttered to each other, How on earthdoes that ugly little daughter-in-law manageto walk as she does through the heart of theforest ? The ugly

Wanderings by the Loire . THE GARDEN OF FRANCE. 35 It led into a room resembling our own, furnished withfour or five beds, all occupied by wearied travellers buriedin profound sleep. Ah ! muttered we, this is noden of robbers ! We ought to have concluded, fromthe very absence of the means, or shew of security, thatthere was nothing to apprehend! and so saying, wetumbled into an excellent bed, and after a little moral-ising on the blessings of poverty, passed quickly intothe land of dreams. The town of Amboise consists of a heap of narrowand confused streets, built at the base of a hill, whichs Stock Photo

RM2ANAW10–Wanderings by the Loire . THE GARDEN OF FRANCE. 35 It led into a room resembling our own, furnished withfour or five beds, all occupied by wearied travellers buriedin profound sleep. Ah ! muttered we, this is noden of robbers ! We ought to have concluded, fromthe very absence of the means, or shew of security, thatthere was nothing to apprehend! and so saying, wetumbled into an excellent bed, and after a little moral-ising on the blessings of poverty, passed quickly intothe land of dreams. The town of Amboise consists of a heap of narrowand confused streets, built at the base of a hill, whichs

Novels . every side;but unable still to catch the object which seemed to attractthe rest, as I was ahout to resume my place my eyes fellupon a well-known face, which in an instant I rememberedwas that of my late fellow-traveller, the courier. Anxiousto avoid his recognition, I attempted to get down at once;but before I could accomplish it, the wretch had perceivedand recognized me, and I saw him even, with a gesture ofdelight, point me out to some friends beside him. Confound the fellow! muttered I; I must leave thisat once, or I shall be involved in some trouble. Scarcely was my resolve taken Stock Photo

RM2AJG8P0–Novels . every side;but unable still to catch the object which seemed to attractthe rest, as I was ahout to resume my place my eyes fellupon a well-known face, which in an instant I rememberedwas that of my late fellow-traveller, the courier. Anxiousto avoid his recognition, I attempted to get down at once;but before I could accomplish it, the wretch had perceivedand recognized me, and I saw him even, with a gesture ofdelight, point me out to some friends beside him. Confound the fellow! muttered I; I must leave thisat once, or I shall be involved in some trouble. Scarcely was my resolve taken

The country of The ring and the book . ine of dazzling equipages were fiverude carts drawn by coarse horses, while in place ofthe chatting gallants and their ladies in silks and satins,as gay in colour as the bouquets they tossed to theirfriends, were five shabby, unshaven men in the garb offield labourers, whose lips muttered inaudibly, and whoseeyes were never lifted from the crucifix held beforethem. In this, the last stage of the journey, Count Guidowould pass the little church in which he was married,would pass the street in which his brother lived, andwould see before him the long, narro Stock Photo

RM2AJ3XFT–The country of The ring and the book . ine of dazzling equipages were fiverude carts drawn by coarse horses, while in place ofthe chatting gallants and their ladies in silks and satins,as gay in colour as the bouquets they tossed to theirfriends, were five shabby, unshaven men in the garb offield labourers, whose lips muttered inaudibly, and whoseeyes were never lifted from the crucifix held beforethem. In this, the last stage of the journey, Count Guidowould pass the little church in which he was married,would pass the street in which his brother lived, andwould see before him the long, narro

The story and song of Black Roderick . ^ p a woman: my trouble thou art, andmy thousand treasures. Her father, seeing the frowningEarl, muttered in his beard: Would there were some otherway. Stern is he and hard, to weara young maids heart. And thenaloud he spoke, laying his handsupon the yellow curls of his child:This is the golden link that binds£* the clans. Gods sweet love be uponM her head, for she hath healed a crueland evil quarrel between the twohouses. Lift up your voices, mycomrades, and make ye merry; it isa good deed you have helped into-day. Now, when the guests turned withtheir l Stock Photo

RM2AWFGRA–The story and song of Black Roderick . ^ p a woman: my trouble thou art, andmy thousand treasures. Her father, seeing the frowningEarl, muttered in his beard: Would there were some otherway. Stern is he and hard, to weara young maids heart. And thenaloud he spoke, laying his handsupon the yellow curls of his child:This is the golden link that binds£* the clans. Gods sweet love be uponM her head, for she hath healed a crueland evil quarrel between the twohouses. Lift up your voices, mycomrades, and make ye merry; it isa good deed you have helped into-day. Now, when the guests turned withtheir l

. Katerfelto: a story of Exmoor. the head of the coombe, with the obviousintention of hemming in and cutting off the object of theirpursuit. Keener even than a gipsys eye-sight, the instincts oflove and hate told Waif that the first rider was John Garnet,the second Abner Gale. Have I found thee, oh, mine enemy! muttered theParson, plying Cassock with spurs, while he scanned theravine before them, and reflected, not without a grim humour,how impossible it seemed that any creature unprovided withwings should reach the other side. He knew that deep andyawning chasm, where the fir-tree stood, well Stock Photo

RM2AFK70G–. Katerfelto: a story of Exmoor. the head of the coombe, with the obviousintention of hemming in and cutting off the object of theirpursuit. Keener even than a gipsys eye-sight, the instincts oflove and hate told Waif that the first rider was John Garnet,the second Abner Gale. Have I found thee, oh, mine enemy! muttered theParson, plying Cassock with spurs, while he scanned theravine before them, and reflected, not without a grim humour,how impossible it seemed that any creature unprovided withwings should reach the other side. He knew that deep andyawning chasm, where the fir-tree stood, well

A Christmas carol . 49. B Cbristmas Carol man thought he was dreaming, but he was nt.It was the Parrot, you know. There goesFriday, running for his life to the little creek !Halloa ! Hoop ! Halloo ! Then, with a rapidity of transition very for-eign to his usual character, he said, in pity forhis former self, Poor boy ! and cried again. *I wish, Scrooge muttered, putting hishand in his pocket, and looking about him,after drying his eyes with his cuff: butits too late now. What is the matter ? asked the Spirit. Nothing, said Scrooge. Nothing.There was a boy singing a Christmas carolat my door la Stock Photo

RM2AWD8BM–A Christmas carol . 49. B Cbristmas Carol man thought he was dreaming, but he was nt.It was the Parrot, you know. There goesFriday, running for his life to the little creek !Halloa ! Hoop ! Halloo ! Then, with a rapidity of transition very for-eign to his usual character, he said, in pity forhis former self, Poor boy ! and cried again. *I wish, Scrooge muttered, putting hishand in his pocket, and looking about him,after drying his eyes with his cuff: butits too late now. What is the matter ? asked the Spirit. Nothing, said Scrooge. Nothing.There was a boy singing a Christmas carolat my door la

Old time Hawaiians and their work . would hurl stones upon. 8 OLD-TIME HAWAIIANS AND THEIR WORK his liead. So he built an altar of stones and offered assacrifice some ohcio berries which he had picked. Thenhe muttered a prayer and fell asleep. IV Keikiwai awoke with a start. The great god had cometo him in a dream and had threatened him. He glancedat the altar, and there was the food untouched. Ku isangry, he muttered, as he shook with fear; I may notlike the tabus, but if the great gods make them, I mustobey them. I will give myself in sacrifice. He stood up where he could see his surrounding Stock Photo

RM2AKK915–Old time Hawaiians and their work . would hurl stones upon. 8 OLD-TIME HAWAIIANS AND THEIR WORK his liead. So he built an altar of stones and offered assacrifice some ohcio berries which he had picked. Thenhe muttered a prayer and fell asleep. IV Keikiwai awoke with a start. The great god had cometo him in a dream and had threatened him. He glancedat the altar, and there was the food untouched. Ku isangry, he muttered, as he shook with fear; I may notlike the tabus, but if the great gods make them, I mustobey them. I will give myself in sacrifice. He stood up where he could see his surrounding

The Roosevelt book; selections from the writings of Theodore Roosevelt . arking treed orhad something at bay; always, however, as wecame nearer we could again hear them runninga trail, and when we finally got up tolerably closewe found that they were all scattered out. Boxerwas far behind, and Nellie, whose feet had be-come sore, was soberly accompanying him, nolonger giving tongue. The others were sepa-rated one from the other, and we finally madeout Treeem all by himself, and not very faraway. In vain Goff called and blew his horn;Treeem disappeared up a high hill-side, andwith muttered comm Stock Photo

RM2AWHKXC–The Roosevelt book; selections from the writings of Theodore Roosevelt . arking treed orhad something at bay; always, however, as wecame nearer we could again hear them runninga trail, and when we finally got up tolerably closewe found that they were all scattered out. Boxerwas far behind, and Nellie, whose feet had be-come sore, was soberly accompanying him, nolonger giving tongue. The others were sepa-rated one from the other, and we finally madeout Treeem all by himself, and not very faraway. In vain Goff called and blew his horn;Treeem disappeared up a high hill-side, andwith muttered comm

. St. Nicholas [serial]. be. He should have knownbetter, he added in vexation. Then he quicklygrabbed up a gun and shot three times into thedarkening sky. What can we do? exclaimed Parker, his voicequivering with the nervousness that he could nothide. Nothing more—now, said Sam, trying to 794 THE MIGHTIEST EAGLE conceal his own uneasiness. Wait till we hearfrom him again and see if hes coming toward us. Out in the bush, Bruce heard the shots fromthe camp—and it shook even his steady nervethat they sounded so much farther away than hehad dreamed could be possible. Dog-gone it he muttered, betwe Stock Photo

RM2AFPCTP–. St. Nicholas [serial]. be. He should have knownbetter, he added in vexation. Then he quicklygrabbed up a gun and shot three times into thedarkening sky. What can we do? exclaimed Parker, his voicequivering with the nervousness that he could nothide. Nothing more—now, said Sam, trying to 794 THE MIGHTIEST EAGLE conceal his own uneasiness. Wait till we hearfrom him again and see if hes coming toward us. Out in the bush, Bruce heard the shots fromthe camp—and it shook even his steady nervethat they sounded so much farther away than hehad dreamed could be possible. Dog-gone it he muttered, betwe

Our boys in India . THE BEAUTIFUL MARBLE GHATS. continually making to them. Some of the cows had garlandsof flowers about the horns or necks. I should think it was Decoration Day, said Scott. Andwhat in the world is the matter there ? he added, pointingto two men and a woman who were flat on their faces beforeone of the cows, right in the thick of the throng threadingthe narrow alley. 202 OUR BOYS IN INDIA. The cow is sacred. They are only saying a prayer beforeher: that is all, replied Richard. Great Caesars ghost! muttered Scott, as he carefullystepped over the extended legs of one of the de Stock Photo

RM2AN1A4W–Our boys in India . THE BEAUTIFUL MARBLE GHATS. continually making to them. Some of the cows had garlandsof flowers about the horns or necks. I should think it was Decoration Day, said Scott. Andwhat in the world is the matter there ? he added, pointingto two men and a woman who were flat on their faces beforeone of the cows, right in the thick of the throng threadingthe narrow alley. 202 OUR BOYS IN INDIA. The cow is sacred. They are only saying a prayer beforeher: that is all, replied Richard. Great Caesars ghost! muttered Scott, as he carefullystepped over the extended legs of one of the de

StNicholas [serial] . ingsome queer shadowy figures (for it was dusk), whichseemed to be running along in the tree-tops beside them,he asked if she knew what they were.She hurriedly muttered somethingabout their being monkeys. It wasgrowing dark, and a queer feelingthat something was going to happencame over him which he could notdrive away, so he galloped alongfaster than ever. After riding for some minutes hefelt a stealthy movement back of him.He turned sharply, and saw in thewomans hand a slender silk cordwhich she was about to put aroundhis neck. Catching her hands hedrew his pistol and t Stock Photo

RM2AKR4P6–StNicholas [serial] . ingsome queer shadowy figures (for it was dusk), whichseemed to be running along in the tree-tops beside them,he asked if she knew what they were.She hurriedly muttered somethingabout their being monkeys. It wasgrowing dark, and a queer feelingthat something was going to happencame over him which he could notdrive away, so he galloped alongfaster than ever. After riding for some minutes hefelt a stealthy movement back of him.He turned sharply, and saw in thewomans hand a slender silk cordwhich she was about to put aroundhis neck. Catching her hands hedrew his pistol and t

Bob, son of Battle . CHAPTER XXII A MAN AND A MAID IN the village even the Black Killer and the murder onthe Screes were forgotten in this new sensation. Themystery in which the affair was wrapped, and the ig-norance as to all its details, served to whet the genera/interest. There had been a fight; MAdam and theTerror had been mauled; and David had disappeared—those were the facts. But what was the origin of theaffray no one could say. One or two of the Dalesmen had, indeed, a shrewdsuspicion. Tupper looked guilty; Jem Burton muttered,I knoo hoo twould be; while as for Long Kirby, he van-ished Stock Photo

RM2AXF92A–Bob, son of Battle . CHAPTER XXII A MAN AND A MAID IN the village even the Black Killer and the murder onthe Screes were forgotten in this new sensation. Themystery in which the affair was wrapped, and the ig-norance as to all its details, served to whet the genera/interest. There had been a fight; MAdam and theTerror had been mauled; and David had disappeared—those were the facts. But what was the origin of theaffray no one could say. One or two of the Dalesmen had, indeed, a shrewdsuspicion. Tupper looked guilty; Jem Burton muttered,I knoo hoo twould be; while as for Long Kirby, he van-ished

. Around the world in eighty days. ^ Passepartoutdid not observe the detective, who stood in an obscurecorner; but Fix heard him relate his adventures in a fewwords to Mr. Fogg. I hope that this will not happen again, said PhileasFogg, coldly, as he got into the train. Poor Passepartout,quite crestfallen, followed his master v/ithout a w^ord. Fixwas on the point of entering another carriage, when anidea struck him which induced him to alter his plan. No, Ill stay, muttered he. An offence has beencommitted on Indian soil. Ive got my man. Just then the locomotive gave a sharp screech, and thetra Stock Photo

RM2AG7DE6–. Around the world in eighty days. ^ Passepartoutdid not observe the detective, who stood in an obscurecorner; but Fix heard him relate his adventures in a fewwords to Mr. Fogg. I hope that this will not happen again, said PhileasFogg, coldly, as he got into the train. Poor Passepartout,quite crestfallen, followed his master v/ithout a w^ord. Fixwas on the point of entering another carriage, when anidea struck him which induced him to alter his plan. No, Ill stay, muttered he. An offence has beencommitted on Indian soil. Ive got my man. Just then the locomotive gave a sharp screech, and thetra

Through the heart of Tibet . W. Im mesmerized, and Cash Bagsis not here to kick me. Cash Bags can do that down below, spoke Gee-gee before the others had done more than utter charac-teristic expressions of surprise. Come, boys, quick!the Tibetans are coming for you now. How on earth did you get here? cried the Lama,hardly daring to believe that his senses were notunder some occult influence. Good afternoon, Geegee! said Mac; I see youvebeen transmigrated. I hope you like your new job. Dont wait to talk, the figure emerging fromthe idols head entreated, come away now! Om Mani PadmiHum, muttered Stock Photo

RM2AWNTNF–Through the heart of Tibet . W. Im mesmerized, and Cash Bagsis not here to kick me. Cash Bags can do that down below, spoke Gee-gee before the others had done more than utter charac-teristic expressions of surprise. Come, boys, quick!the Tibetans are coming for you now. How on earth did you get here? cried the Lama,hardly daring to believe that his senses were notunder some occult influence. Good afternoon, Geegee! said Mac; I see youvebeen transmigrated. I hope you like your new job. Dont wait to talk, the figure emerging fromthe idols head entreated, come away now! Om Mani PadmiHum, muttered

Around the world with Philip Phillips, 'the singing pilgrim.' A pictorial tour of the globe illustrated by pen and pencil .. . her mistake,and muttered: I aint in the Tombs after all. Where am I? Then, after a moment:Oh. Fm in tliat jilace where they scatter seeds of kindness. She remembered the song Aa;; yoj^a: of the previous Sunday night. The Matron, overhearing her words, came to her and said:Yes, I found you on the sidewalk, drunk, and I knew the pohceman would soon get youinto the Tombs; so I brought you in here to rest. Now, wont you come with me, andhave a good wash and a cup of tea? O Stock Photo

RM2AWFGJ6–Around the world with Philip Phillips, 'the singing pilgrim.' A pictorial tour of the globe illustrated by pen and pencil .. . her mistake,and muttered: I aint in the Tombs after all. Where am I? Then, after a moment:Oh. Fm in tliat jilace where they scatter seeds of kindness. She remembered the song Aa;; yoj^a: of the previous Sunday night. The Matron, overhearing her words, came to her and said:Yes, I found you on the sidewalk, drunk, and I knew the pohceman would soon get youinto the Tombs; so I brought you in here to rest. Now, wont you come with me, andhave a good wash and a cup of tea? O

The tailor of Gloucester . o. The Tailor of Gloucester 45 But Simpkin hid a little parcel pri-vately in the tea-pot, and spit andgrowled at the tailor; and if Simpkinhad been able to talk, he would haveasked: Where is my Mouse? Alack, I am undone! said theTailor of Gloucester, and went sadlyto bed. All that night long Simpkin huntedand searched through the kitchen,peeping into cupooards and under thewainscot, and into the tea-pot where hehad hidden that twist; but still he found/lever a mouse! And whenever the tailor muttered andcalked in his sleep,Simpkin said: Miaw-ger-r-w-s-s-ch! and made s Stock Photo

RM2AWH565–The tailor of Gloucester . o. The Tailor of Gloucester 45 But Simpkin hid a little parcel pri-vately in the tea-pot, and spit andgrowled at the tailor; and if Simpkinhad been able to talk, he would haveasked: Where is my Mouse? Alack, I am undone! said theTailor of Gloucester, and went sadlyto bed. All that night long Simpkin huntedand searched through the kitchen,peeping into cupooards and under thewainscot, and into the tea-pot where hehad hidden that twist; but still he found/lever a mouse! And whenever the tailor muttered andcalked in his sleep,Simpkin said: Miaw-ger-r-w-s-s-ch! and made s

. St. Nicholas [serial]. covered them. The boys may as well have what I cant use,he muttered. Heaven knows I m no thief, butits life or death for me ! He caught sight of the tea-pot and a big pileof bread-and-butter prepared by Cyrus. For threedays no food had passed the lips of this youngofficer, escaped by a miracle from the hands ofhis captors. Again came that whimsical smile. They can make more tea, and I dont believethey re as hungry as I am! Quickly he poured out a cup of tea. Luckilyit had had time to cool or it would have scaldedhim badly, so rapidly did he swallow it in hisfear that t Stock Photo

RM2AFN48H–. St. Nicholas [serial]. covered them. The boys may as well have what I cant use,he muttered. Heaven knows I m no thief, butits life or death for me ! He caught sight of the tea-pot and a big pileof bread-and-butter prepared by Cyrus. For threedays no food had passed the lips of this youngofficer, escaped by a miracle from the hands ofhis captors. Again came that whimsical smile. They can make more tea, and I dont believethey re as hungry as I am! Quickly he poured out a cup of tea. Luckilyit had had time to cool or it would have scaldedhim badly, so rapidly did he swallow it in hisfear that t

. Whittier-land; a handbook of North Essex. , by Mugginss guessing.He went to bolt the outside door, And lo ! the key was missing.He muttered, scratched his head, and quick He came to this decision : Here s something new in rithmetic, Subtraction by Division! And then, said he, it puzzles me,I cannot get the right ont.Why temperance talk and whiskey spree Alike should make a night on t.D ye give it up ? In Mugginss voiceWas something like derision — Its jist because between the boysAnd girls there s no Division I Whittiers favorite way of enjoying his annual vacationamong the mountains was to Stock Photo

RM2AGAHJP–. Whittier-land; a handbook of North Essex. , by Mugginss guessing.He went to bolt the outside door, And lo ! the key was missing.He muttered, scratched his head, and quick He came to this decision : Here s something new in rithmetic, Subtraction by Division! And then, said he, it puzzles me,I cannot get the right ont.Why temperance talk and whiskey spree Alike should make a night on t.D ye give it up ? In Mugginss voiceWas something like derision — Its jist because between the boysAnd girls there s no Division I Whittiers favorite way of enjoying his annual vacationamong the mountains was to

The courtship of Miles Standish . ch to be borne, and he fretted and chafed in his armor! I alone am to blame, he muttered, for mine was the folly.What has a rough old soldier, grown grim and gray in the harness,Used to the camp and its ways, to do with the wooing of maidens ?Twas but a dream,—let it pass,—let it vanish like so many others!What I thought was a flower, is only a weed, and is worthless;Out of my heart will I pluck it, and throw it away, and henceforwardBe but a fighter of battles, a lover and wooer of dangers!Thus he revolved in his mind his sorrv defeat and discomfort,While he Stock Photo

RM2ANGN43–The courtship of Miles Standish . ch to be borne, and he fretted and chafed in his armor! I alone am to blame, he muttered, for mine was the folly.What has a rough old soldier, grown grim and gray in the harness,Used to the camp and its ways, to do with the wooing of maidens ?Twas but a dream,—let it pass,—let it vanish like so many others!What I thought was a flower, is only a weed, and is worthless;Out of my heart will I pluck it, and throw it away, and henceforwardBe but a fighter of battles, a lover and wooer of dangers!Thus he revolved in his mind his sorrv defeat and discomfort,While he

Four-footed Americans and their kin . ay behind,carrying something. Ugh ! It is a big snake, and hehas it by the tail. I hate snakes ; they look up sosuddenly out of the grass when one is feeding, andthey always seem to be by the nicest bunch of clover. Perhaps the people will stop here to rest, and wemay hear something about our wild brothers, saidDaisy. I think Dodo has sugar for me, said Comet to Tomand Jerry. I will drop a piece, and you can pick itup, and see how you like it. Comet is quite a gentleman, if his ribs do show,muttered Tom to his companion, looking pleased, while 10 FOUR-FOOT Stock Photo

RM2AN5G03–Four-footed Americans and their kin . ay behind,carrying something. Ugh ! It is a big snake, and hehas it by the tail. I hate snakes ; they look up sosuddenly out of the grass when one is feeding, andthey always seem to be by the nicest bunch of clover. Perhaps the people will stop here to rest, and wemay hear something about our wild brothers, saidDaisy. I think Dodo has sugar for me, said Comet to Tomand Jerry. I will drop a piece, and you can pick itup, and see how you like it. Comet is quite a gentleman, if his ribs do show,muttered Tom to his companion, looking pleased, while 10 FOUR-FOOT

The Scratchsides family: a book for young people. . ed : Dont let the old gentleman see it. After which hereturned to the would-be-sick man, and, assuming a pro-fessional face, said ; Oh, poor monkey ! let me look atyour tongue ? The tongue, as red as Vermillion, was thrust out, andthe man of physic inspected it with his goggles. White,very white, muttered he ; but there is no danger what-ever, and the hot medicine is good—capital—very. Tak-ing the tumbler from the nurse, he poured into the puncha fluid which he was in the habit of carrying in a largephial. Twas S-T-1860-X Plantation Bitters. Stock Photo

RM2ANEB5D–The Scratchsides family: a book for young people. . ed : Dont let the old gentleman see it. After which hereturned to the would-be-sick man, and, assuming a pro-fessional face, said ; Oh, poor monkey ! let me look atyour tongue ? The tongue, as red as Vermillion, was thrust out, andthe man of physic inspected it with his goggles. White,very white, muttered he ; but there is no danger what-ever, and the hot medicine is good—capital—very. Tak-ing the tumbler from the nurse, he poured into the puncha fluid which he was in the habit of carrying in a largephial. Twas S-T-1860-X Plantation Bitters.

The Burton Holmes lectures; . ) roper, we passthrough a dozen ormore of these archedportals, so ruinous,many of them, thatthey appear about tofall and crush us be-neath tons of cent-. the empty spaciolsness ok new 1-EZ FEZ 133 ury-old masonry. I should but weary you were I to de-scribe our progress in detail ; suffice it to repeat that beforewe reach Old Fez we pass through many gates and traverseinterminable, broad, deserted alleys leading between high,crumbling, battlemented walls, where we are stared at,muttered at, scowled at, by the shaven-pated youth of Fez, while more mature citi-zens e Stock Photo

RM2AKJBHJ–The Burton Holmes lectures; . ) roper, we passthrough a dozen ormore of these archedportals, so ruinous,many of them, thatthey appear about tofall and crush us be-neath tons of cent-. the empty spaciolsness ok new 1-EZ FEZ 133 ury-old masonry. I should but weary you were I to de-scribe our progress in detail ; suffice it to repeat that beforewe reach Old Fez we pass through many gates and traverseinterminable, broad, deserted alleys leading between high,crumbling, battlemented walls, where we are stared at,muttered at, scowled at, by the shaven-pated youth of Fez, while more mature citi-zens e

. The poets' Lincoln : tributes in verse to the martyred President. ton waved him to his place,Snapping, I need no help to try this case;And cornfield lawyer muttered of his mate. And when, as captain of the Union ship, Lincoln drew sail before the gathering storm Till favoring winds the shrouds unfurled should fill,Stanton again curled his contemptuous lipAnd, with the impatience of a patriot warm,Sneered at the helmsman, craven imbecile. Laid was the course at length; the sails untried Were spread; the raw crew set at spar and coil. Now round the prow Charybdean waters boilAnd ever higher su Stock Photo

RM2AG26GJ–. The poets' Lincoln : tributes in verse to the martyred President. ton waved him to his place,Snapping, I need no help to try this case;And cornfield lawyer muttered of his mate. And when, as captain of the Union ship, Lincoln drew sail before the gathering storm Till favoring winds the shrouds unfurled should fill,Stanton again curled his contemptuous lipAnd, with the impatience of a patriot warm,Sneered at the helmsman, craven imbecile. Laid was the course at length; the sails untried Were spread; the raw crew set at spar and coil. Now round the prow Charybdean waters boilAnd ever higher su

Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 104 December 1901 to May 1902 . dntlet Misery get in the way on the yacht.I fink hes a very good sailor. He onlywants to be with me. You see, I foundhim myself; hes mine; nobody didnt buyhim for me! The significant and im-passioned note of possession was not loston his listener. The man looked at himkeenly. Hello! Are you old—are you JohnB. Anskews son? Course! The boy turned his fear-less, troubled eyes. Jove! no wonder! muttered theother. Yes, your fathers a very busyman, but perhaps if he knew how verymuch you want the dog— The child shook his head concl Stock Photo

RM2AJC8MR–Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 104 December 1901 to May 1902 . dntlet Misery get in the way on the yacht.I fink hes a very good sailor. He onlywants to be with me. You see, I foundhim myself; hes mine; nobody didnt buyhim for me! The significant and im-passioned note of possession was not loston his listener. The man looked at himkeenly. Hello! Are you old—are you JohnB. Anskews son? Course! The boy turned his fear-less, troubled eyes. Jove! no wonder! muttered theother. Yes, your fathers a very busyman, but perhaps if he knew how verymuch you want the dog— The child shook his head concl

The sins of the father : a romance of the South . at her for a moment. She knew that hewould put her out unless she could win his consent.She had made up her mind to fight and never for amoment did she accept the possibility of defeat. He muttered an incoherent answer to his wife, kissedher good night, and went to his room. He sat downin the moonlight beside the open window, lighted a cigarand gazed out on the beautiful lawn. His soul raged in fury over the blind folly of hiswife. If the devil himself had ruled the world he couldnot have contrived more skillfully to throw this danger-ous, sens Stock Photo

RM2AXA8PP–The sins of the father : a romance of the South . at her for a moment. She knew that hewould put her out unless she could win his consent.She had made up her mind to fight and never for amoment did she accept the possibility of defeat. He muttered an incoherent answer to his wife, kissedher good night, and went to his room. He sat downin the moonlight beside the open window, lighted a cigarand gazed out on the beautiful lawn. His soul raged in fury over the blind folly of hiswife. If the devil himself had ruled the world he couldnot have contrived more skillfully to throw this danger-ous, sens

The poetical works of Sir Walter Scott, baronet; ed with a careful revision of the text . ord Marmion said,• This instant be our band arrayed;The river must be quickly crossed.That we may join Lord Surreys host.If fight King James, — as well I trustThat fight he will, and fight he must,—The Lady Clare behind our linesShall tarry while the battle joins. Himself he swift on horseback threw.Scarce to the abbot bade adieu,Far less would listen to his prayerTo leave behind the helpless Clare.Down to the Tweed his band he drew,And muttered as the flood they view,The pheasant in the falcons claw.He s Stock Photo

RM2AJ013W–The poetical works of Sir Walter Scott, baronet; ed with a careful revision of the text . ord Marmion said,• This instant be our band arrayed;The river must be quickly crossed.That we may join Lord Surreys host.If fight King James, — as well I trustThat fight he will, and fight he must,—The Lady Clare behind our linesShall tarry while the battle joins. Himself he swift on horseback threw.Scarce to the abbot bade adieu,Far less would listen to his prayerTo leave behind the helpless Clare.Down to the Tweed his band he drew,And muttered as the flood they view,The pheasant in the falcons claw.He s

The sleeping beauty picture book : containing The sleeping beauty, Bluebeard, The baby's own alphabet . Tlic Fairies seven, who loved the land— that ti.ey the child might bless, Yet one old Fairy they left out, in pure forgetfulness. And at the feast, the dishes fair were of the reddest gold; ]5 it when the Fairy came, not one for her, so bad and old. Angry was she, because her place and dish had been forgot, And angry things she muttered long, and kept her anger hot, © JN Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2012 with funding from University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill www.archive.org/de Stock Photo

RM2AWE872–The sleeping beauty picture book : containing The sleeping beauty, Bluebeard, The baby's own alphabet . Tlic Fairies seven, who loved the land— that ti.ey the child might bless, Yet one old Fairy they left out, in pure forgetfulness. And at the feast, the dishes fair were of the reddest gold; ]5 it when the Fairy came, not one for her, so bad and old. Angry was she, because her place and dish had been forgot, And angry things she muttered long, and kept her anger hot, © JN Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2012 with funding from University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill www.archive.org/de

. The yellow angel. left to the tender mercies of her mother-in-law dared not complain and Hop was freefor the next five years. He awakened, light and hopeful, from asomid sleep, on his first night at sea. Wavesno longer tossed his soul; and he was speedingback to the United States of America. LosAngeles Chinatown was before him! Hisdark old land was now behind the ship. Pityfor his country filled his heart with comfor-table sighs; but he felt that he had gone out ofit forever. They heap no see. My nation all dark,he muttered as he hailed once more the landof light and freedom. For at last Hop Stock Photo

RM2AG4NJ8–. The yellow angel. left to the tender mercies of her mother-in-law dared not complain and Hop was freefor the next five years. He awakened, light and hopeful, from asomid sleep, on his first night at sea. Wavesno longer tossed his soul; and he was speedingback to the United States of America. LosAngeles Chinatown was before him! Hisdark old land was now behind the ship. Pityfor his country filled his heart with comfor-table sighs; but he felt that he had gone out ofit forever. They heap no see. My nation all dark,he muttered as he hailed once more the landof light and freedom. For at last Hop

The acme magazine . l. I have no time for petty affairs ; the messen-ger need not wail. The Councilman laid the note on the table andturned again to the task that absorbed him. Yes, he mused, it is a difficult subject; asubject requiring most careful thought. it.would never do to make a mistake. He took up a red-covered volume and wearilyturned the pages, then laid it down with a sigh. No, he muttered, no light for me there.There seems to be no precedent. I shall neversolve the problem, and, with a curse, he sweptthe book and the sheets of papers off his desk, broke two chairs by way of emphas Stock Photo

RM2AN3XG6–The acme magazine . l. I have no time for petty affairs ; the messen-ger need not wail. The Councilman laid the note on the table andturned again to the task that absorbed him. Yes, he mused, it is a difficult subject; asubject requiring most careful thought. it.would never do to make a mistake. He took up a red-covered volume and wearilyturned the pages, then laid it down with a sigh. No, he muttered, no light for me there.There seems to be no precedent. I shall neversolve the problem, and, with a curse, he sweptthe book and the sheets of papers off his desk, broke two chairs by way of emphas

The children's Longfellow, illustrated . >--:^eg^^..g^ THE PHANTOM SHIP ^ ^^ ^.^ ?.^^ In Mathers Magnalia Christi, Of the old colonial time,May be found in prose the legend That is here set do^^ n in rhyme. A ship sailed from New Haven,And the keen and frosty airs, That filled her sails at parting, Were heavy with good mens prayers. O Lord ! if it be thy pleasure —Thus prayed the old divine — To bury our friends in the ocean.Take them, for they are thine ! But Master Lamberton muttered.And under his breath said he, This ship is so crank and walty,I fear our grave she will be!191 THE PHANTOM Stock Photo

RM2AN36JJ–The children's Longfellow, illustrated . >--:^eg^^..g^ THE PHANTOM SHIP ^ ^^ ^.^ ?.^^ In Mathers Magnalia Christi, Of the old colonial time,May be found in prose the legend That is here set do^^ n in rhyme. A ship sailed from New Haven,And the keen and frosty airs, That filled her sails at parting, Were heavy with good mens prayers. O Lord ! if it be thy pleasure —Thus prayed the old divine — To bury our friends in the ocean.Take them, for they are thine ! But Master Lamberton muttered.And under his breath said he, This ship is so crank and walty,I fear our grave she will be!191 THE PHANTOM

The western Avernus; . stle through it. Igot up, fell on my knees, and rolled into the snow atthe bottom of the ditch. Come and pull me out, Pete. Cant get up, said Pete solemnly. You then, John,to Anderssen. John growled and lay still. You hog,said I, quit chewing that snow ; you 11 die there if youdont. John muttered : I die in the road and you inthe ditch. Then the other Swede came across andheld his hand to me, and I scrambled out of the brushand snow. I went over to Anderssen and kicked himgently in the ribs: Get up, or I 11 knock seven bellsout of you. Give me your hand. I got him up, an Stock Photo

RM2AJF2PJ–The western Avernus; . stle through it. Igot up, fell on my knees, and rolled into the snow atthe bottom of the ditch. Come and pull me out, Pete. Cant get up, said Pete solemnly. You then, John,to Anderssen. John growled and lay still. You hog,said I, quit chewing that snow ; you 11 die there if youdont. John muttered : I die in the road and you inthe ditch. Then the other Swede came across andheld his hand to me, and I scrambled out of the brushand snow. I went over to Anderssen and kicked himgently in the ribs: Get up, or I 11 knock seven bellsout of you. Give me your hand. I got him up, an

Bob, son of Battle . its revelry the sound of their coming. Go they stole on, on hands and knees, with heartsaghast and fluttering breath; until, of a sudden, in a lullof wind, they could hear, right before them, the smack andslobber of bloody lips, chewing their bloody meal. Say thy prayers, Red Wull. Thy last minutes come muttered the Master, rising to his knees. Then, in An-drews ear: When I rush, lad, follow! For he thoughtwhen the moon rose, to jump in on the great dog, and,surprising him as he lay gorged and unsuspicious, to dealhim one terrible swashing blow, and end forever the lawles Stock Photo

RM2AXF105–Bob, son of Battle . its revelry the sound of their coming. Go they stole on, on hands and knees, with heartsaghast and fluttering breath; until, of a sudden, in a lullof wind, they could hear, right before them, the smack andslobber of bloody lips, chewing their bloody meal. Say thy prayers, Red Wull. Thy last minutes come muttered the Master, rising to his knees. Then, in An-drews ear: When I rush, lad, follow! For he thoughtwhen the moon rose, to jump in on the great dog, and,surprising him as he lay gorged and unsuspicious, to dealhim one terrible swashing blow, and end forever the lawles

Caricature; wit and humor of a nation in picture, song and story . you? STAGE GOSSIP. You were the leading man last season, werent Yes; coming back. fame, fame! he muttered. What a bubble thouart! Then he went on to explain the situation. Seemshe was an inventor of all sorts of odd contrivances, andhis latest was a patent snore suppressor. He waslookin around for some good, hearty snorer to test iton, and it struck him right away that old man Weath-ersby was it. I was quick enough to agree that if his machinewould subdue the nerve-rackin, ear-splittin, hyena-likesnore possessed by Jake Weather Stock Photo

RM2AKBGPM–Caricature; wit and humor of a nation in picture, song and story . you? STAGE GOSSIP. You were the leading man last season, werent Yes; coming back. fame, fame! he muttered. What a bubble thouart! Then he went on to explain the situation. Seemshe was an inventor of all sorts of odd contrivances, andhis latest was a patent snore suppressor. He waslookin around for some good, hearty snorer to test iton, and it struck him right away that old man Weath-ersby was it. I was quick enough to agree that if his machinewould subdue the nerve-rackin, ear-splittin, hyena-likesnore possessed by Jake Weather

. The transgression of Terence Clancy. CHAPTER IX. you. S that you, Nell ? *Yes. I am sitting here beside A hard smile hovered in Terences eyesas he turned them upon her, and his weakvoice was full of bitterness. Sitting here beside me ? he muttered.** Yes ; and passing a cruel judgment uponme, even as I expected. Youve no mercyfor me. You sit in judgment upon me,rehearsing all my faults, without a thoughtof forgiveness in your heart. We couldnever have gone on living together now thatyouve found me out, and I solemnly declare TRANSGRESSION OF TERENCE CEAACV. 201 that it was the expectation of Stock Photo

RM2AG50EG–. The transgression of Terence Clancy. CHAPTER IX. you. S that you, Nell ? *Yes. I am sitting here beside A hard smile hovered in Terences eyesas he turned them upon her, and his weakvoice was full of bitterness. Sitting here beside me ? he muttered.** Yes ; and passing a cruel judgment uponme, even as I expected. Youve no mercyfor me. You sit in judgment upon me,rehearsing all my faults, without a thoughtof forgiveness in your heart. We couldnever have gone on living together now thatyouve found me out, and I solemnly declare TRANSGRESSION OF TERENCE CEAACV. 201 that it was the expectation of

After dinner stories by famous men : . By some amazing miracle this outsider won.When the bookmaker gave old Sandy a golden sov-ereign, and his sixpence, the winner could not be-lieve his eyes. Do you mean to tell me, he said, that I getall this for my saxpence ? You do, said the bookmaker. Ma conscience! muttered Sandy. Tell me,mon, boo long has this thing been going on.^ By Famous ]Men 89 BRUCE McRAE, vho isjust now leading the com-edy Nearly Married toits joyous conquests of au-diences, likes telling abouttwo old hide-bound Aber-deen University professors: There was a certainProfessor Macdo Stock Photo

RM2AX7YYB–After dinner stories by famous men : . By some amazing miracle this outsider won.When the bookmaker gave old Sandy a golden sov-ereign, and his sixpence, the winner could not be-lieve his eyes. Do you mean to tell me, he said, that I getall this for my saxpence ? You do, said the bookmaker. Ma conscience! muttered Sandy. Tell me,mon, boo long has this thing been going on.^ By Famous ]Men 89 BRUCE McRAE, vho isjust now leading the com-edy Nearly Married toits joyous conquests of au-diences, likes telling abouttwo old hide-bound Aber-deen University professors: There was a certainProfessor Macdo

The Bodleys telling stories . ^ V little bud; he watched it eagerly: would it really blossom into aflower ? He was still visiting it day by day, when for some causehe was taken sick as he returned to his cell after a visit, and threwhimself on the bed hoping to get sleep and so be well again. Buthe was more ill than he knew. The next day he coidd not rise fromhis couch; he grew worse and worse. The physician could not curehim; the priest cameto watch over his dy-inii:; Ludovic went inand out, and did what-ever he coidd. Charneydid not seem to knowwhat was o;oinf>: on :he only muttered nowan Stock Photo

RM2AWJ4H2–The Bodleys telling stories . ^ V little bud; he watched it eagerly: would it really blossom into aflower ? He was still visiting it day by day, when for some causehe was taken sick as he returned to his cell after a visit, and threwhimself on the bed hoping to get sleep and so be well again. Buthe was more ill than he knew. The next day he coidd not rise fromhis couch; he grew worse and worse. The physician could not curehim; the priest cameto watch over his dy-inii:; Ludovic went inand out, and did what-ever he coidd. Charneydid not seem to knowwhat was o;oinf>: on :he only muttered nowan

. Pick, shovel and pluck; further experiences 'With men who do things'. first, and then filled me with consternation. Hey, Bill! I shouted. Wake up! Bill turned lazily in bed and settled down for another nap.But I laid hold of him and began to haul him out of bed. Whas matter? he muttered, without opening his eyes.What time is it? That is what I cant make out, I cried excitedly. Itseems as though it must be morning, but the sun is justsetting in the west. Weve been Moped to make us sleepso long, and here weve missed the blowing up of the dike.Somebodys going to suffer for this. What do you mea Stock Photo

RM2AG4KF2–. Pick, shovel and pluck; further experiences 'With men who do things'. first, and then filled me with consternation. Hey, Bill! I shouted. Wake up! Bill turned lazily in bed and settled down for another nap.But I laid hold of him and began to haul him out of bed. Whas matter? he muttered, without opening his eyes.What time is it? That is what I cant make out, I cried excitedly. Itseems as though it must be morning, but the sun is justsetting in the west. Weve been Moped to make us sleepso long, and here weve missed the blowing up of the dike.Somebodys going to suffer for this. What do you mea

. St. Nicholas [serial]. od errand-boy, Mr. Put-nam responded. I—dont think I 11 come, said Dan. But that night as he sat in his room, half-un-dressed, staring moodily at the flickering gas-light,the thought of his old motto came to him again.Win or lose! Probably there was nothing inwhat the principal had said about school—butthere might be. It was a sporting chance. I 11 try it! Dan muttered suddenly. The weeks passed slowly. Dan tackled schoollife with a grim determination. He was familiarwith the sting of defeat—he longed to taste thejoy of victory. He became a reporter for theClarion and Stock Photo

RM2AFHM85–. St. Nicholas [serial]. od errand-boy, Mr. Put-nam responded. I—dont think I 11 come, said Dan. But that night as he sat in his room, half-un-dressed, staring moodily at the flickering gas-light,the thought of his old motto came to him again.Win or lose! Probably there was nothing inwhat the principal had said about school—butthere might be. It was a sporting chance. I 11 try it! Dan muttered suddenly. The weeks passed slowly. Dan tackled schoollife with a grim determination. He was familiarwith the sting of defeat—he longed to taste thejoy of victory. He became a reporter for theClarion and

. The poetical works of Sir Walter Scott, baronet; ed. with a careful revision of the text. titude and limb,.As listening still, Clan-Alpines lordStood leaning on liis heavy sword.Until the page with humble signTwice pointed to the suns decline.Then wliile his plaid he round him cast, It is the last time — t is the last,He muttered thrice. — the last time eerThat angel-voice shall Roderick hear !It was a goading thought, — his strideHied hastier down the mountain-side;Sullen he flung him in the boat,An instant cross the lake it shot. From the deep heather where they lie.So well was matched the Stock Photo

RM2AGE2P8–. The poetical works of Sir Walter Scott, baronet; ed. with a careful revision of the text. titude and limb,.As listening still, Clan-Alpines lordStood leaning on liis heavy sword.Until the page with humble signTwice pointed to the suns decline.Then wliile his plaid he round him cast, It is the last time — t is the last,He muttered thrice. — the last time eerThat angel-voice shall Roderick hear !It was a goading thought, — his strideHied hastier down the mountain-side;Sullen he flung him in the boat,An instant cross the lake it shot. From the deep heather where they lie.So well was matched the

Gitanjali and Fruit-gathering . efore themaster. There came Satyakama. He bowed low at the feet of thesage, and stood silent. Tell me, the great teacher askedhim, of what clan art thou.^ My lord, he answered, I know itnot. My mother said when I askedher, I had served many masters in myyouth, and thou hadst come to thymother Jabalas arms, who had nohusband. FRUIT-GATHERING 189 There rose a murmur like the angryhum of bees disturbed in their hive;and the students muttered at theshameless insolence of that outcast. Master Guatama rose from his seat,stretched out his arms, took the boyto his bosom Stock Photo

RM2AJ81XY–Gitanjali and Fruit-gathering . efore themaster. There came Satyakama. He bowed low at the feet of thesage, and stood silent. Tell me, the great teacher askedhim, of what clan art thou.^ My lord, he answered, I know itnot. My mother said when I askedher, I had served many masters in myyouth, and thou hadst come to thymother Jabalas arms, who had nohusband. FRUIT-GATHERING 189 There rose a murmur like the angryhum of bees disturbed in their hive;and the students muttered at theshameless insolence of that outcast. Master Guatama rose from his seat,stretched out his arms, took the boyto his bosom

Franciscan herald (1913 - 1940) . and began tospeak in a voice filled with deepestemotion. With a muttered curse,Jimmy turned again to the wall,but the priest never faltered. Hespoke of the happy days now longpast, the days of Jimmys boyhood,the days when he knelt each morn-ing as altar-boy before the taber-nacle, the days when mortal sinwas a stranger to his innocentheart. As the words flowed withmarvelous unction from the lips ofthe good priest, two little streamswelled from the boys half-closedeyes and trickeled slowly down hischeeks. Grace had triumphed atlast! After listening with compass Stock Photo

RM2AKFEW1–Franciscan herald (1913 - 1940) . and began tospeak in a voice filled with deepestemotion. With a muttered curse,Jimmy turned again to the wall,but the priest never faltered. Hespoke of the happy days now longpast, the days of Jimmys boyhood,the days when he knelt each morn-ing as altar-boy before the taber-nacle, the days when mortal sinwas a stranger to his innocentheart. As the words flowed withmarvelous unction from the lips ofthe good priest, two little streamswelled from the boys half-closedeyes and trickeled slowly down hischeeks. Grace had triumphed atlast! After listening with compass

. The transgression of Terence Clancy. mmation. Ill keep it dark, he muttered, Ill nottell even Kate. She deserves to be keptout in the cold for her scepticism. Howlong will it be, I wonder ? Will they cometo an understanding before the leaves arequite gone ? He turned for a final glance before passingthrough the opening in the yew hedge. Simon had drawn no nearer to Nell. Hewas standing a little apart, waiting for her torecover, holding his little charge by thehand. The mild sunlight was bathing theold green, and the terrace, and the threefigures by the wall. •* Well, Ill give them till Chris Stock Photo

RM2AG4XFT–. The transgression of Terence Clancy. mmation. Ill keep it dark, he muttered, Ill nottell even Kate. She deserves to be keptout in the cold for her scepticism. Howlong will it be, I wonder ? Will they cometo an understanding before the leaves arequite gone ? He turned for a final glance before passingthrough the opening in the yew hedge. Simon had drawn no nearer to Nell. Hewas standing a little apart, waiting for her torecover, holding his little charge by thehand. The mild sunlight was bathing theold green, and the terrace, and the threefigures by the wall. •* Well, Ill give them till Chris

. St. Nicholas [serial]. n a railroad train. Funny ! he muttered, andreturned to his reading. The carabinicre was joinedby his companion, and theyboth stood for some time inthe corridor, talking in lowtones and casting quick, ob-servant glances at Cyrus andat his suitcase. Then theymoved away. Cyrus was much interestedr - in a copy of the illustrated ?^?j Tribuna, a weekly paper. It had brilliantly colored pic-tures. One of them showedthe finding of bombs on atrain, while an article relatedhow one night on nine differ-ent trains bombs were discov-ered, and on one train there had been a dangero Stock Photo

RM2AFPY2C–. St. Nicholas [serial]. n a railroad train. Funny ! he muttered, andreturned to his reading. The carabinicre was joinedby his companion, and theyboth stood for some time inthe corridor, talking in lowtones and casting quick, ob-servant glances at Cyrus andat his suitcase. Then theymoved away. Cyrus was much interestedr - in a copy of the illustrated ?^?j Tribuna, a weekly paper. It had brilliantly colored pic-tures. One of them showedthe finding of bombs on atrain, while an article relatedhow one night on nine differ-ent trains bombs were discov-ered, and on one train there had been a dangero

Virginia illustrated : containing a visit to the Virginian Canaan, and the adventures of Porte Crayon and his cousins . uct. Mice acquiesced easily in every thing, andpromised amendment for the future, especially as the Popish ideaof restitution was not suggested. He muttered, at the same time,that he didnt see the use of gittin Inrnin if he wasnt lowed touse it. CHAPTER XIII. THE LOAFER AND THE SQUIRE. As they put up one evening at a village tavern, a red-nosed,unshaven fellow approached our hero, and giving him a familiar poke in the ribs, ad- JNf^i^ dressed him by name.I say, old boss,how g Stock Photo

RM2AN0A58–Virginia illustrated : containing a visit to the Virginian Canaan, and the adventures of Porte Crayon and his cousins . uct. Mice acquiesced easily in every thing, andpromised amendment for the future, especially as the Popish ideaof restitution was not suggested. He muttered, at the same time,that he didnt see the use of gittin Inrnin if he wasnt lowed touse it. CHAPTER XIII. THE LOAFER AND THE SQUIRE. As they put up one evening at a village tavern, a red-nosed,unshaven fellow approached our hero, and giving him a familiar poke in the ribs, ad- JNf^i^ dressed him by name.I say, old boss,how g

Handley Cross; or, MrJorrock's hunt . the unprotectedopen. The drizzling rain too became changed into larger, heavierdrops, and thrusting his hat upon his brow, Mr. Jorrocks buttonedhis coat up to the throat, and wrapping its laps over his thighs,tucked them in between his legs and the saddle. Dismal and dis-heartening were his thoughts, and many his misgivings for his rash-ness. Oh, dear ! oh, dear ! muttered he, wot a most momentouscrisis—lost ! lost ! lost !—completely lost! Dinner lost! oundslost, self lost—all lost together ! Oh, vot evil genius ever temptedme from the lovely retirement o Stock Photo

RM2AN3K6D–Handley Cross; or, MrJorrock's hunt . the unprotectedopen. The drizzling rain too became changed into larger, heavierdrops, and thrusting his hat upon his brow, Mr. Jorrocks buttonedhis coat up to the throat, and wrapping its laps over his thighs,tucked them in between his legs and the saddle. Dismal and dis-heartening were his thoughts, and many his misgivings for his rash-ness. Oh, dear ! oh, dear ! muttered he, wot a most momentouscrisis—lost ! lost ! lost !—completely lost! Dinner lost! oundslost, self lost—all lost together ! Oh, vot evil genius ever temptedme from the lovely retirement o

. St. Nicholas [serial]. What upon airth are ye doin thar? he in-quired, his eyes twinkling under their bushy brows. We are watching for our otter, said Will. Our otter, muttered the old fellow, Wrotter!He, he, he, he 1 Mebbe it is your otter ; but you11 never set them ere eyes onto your otter agin.. WE SHOT ON EACH SIDE OF HIM. One morning, the old trapper came along again. This time he had five minks. He stopped hisskiff in the middle of the stream, and looked at usso queerly that we could not keep from smiling. Why not? said I,rather taken aback. Kase I kotch thatanimal the very nextnight a Stock Photo

RM2AFHT4P–. St. Nicholas [serial]. What upon airth are ye doin thar? he in-quired, his eyes twinkling under their bushy brows. We are watching for our otter, said Will. Our otter, muttered the old fellow, Wrotter!He, he, he, he 1 Mebbe it is your otter ; but you11 never set them ere eyes onto your otter agin.. WE SHOT ON EACH SIDE OF HIM. One morning, the old trapper came along again. This time he had five minks. He stopped hisskiff in the middle of the stream, and looked at usso queerly that we could not keep from smiling. Why not? said I,rather taken aback. Kase I kotch thatanimal the very nextnight a

Handley Cross; or, MrJorrock's hunt . ay, Come, old boy!shut up ! its no use bothering : lets off to dinner ! Rot ye ! ye great lumberin henterpriseless brute! roaredJorrocks, cutting indignantly at him with his whip, rot ye ! dyethink I boards and lodges and pays tax pon you to ave ye settin upyour olesale himperance that way ?—g-e-e-t-e away, ye disgracefulsleepin partner o the chase ! continued he, as the frightened houndscuttled away with his tail between his legs. Well, its nine underd and fifty thousand petties, muttered ourmaster now that the last of the stoopers had got up their heads, Stock Photo

RM2AN354D–Handley Cross; or, MrJorrock's hunt . ay, Come, old boy!shut up ! its no use bothering : lets off to dinner ! Rot ye ! ye great lumberin henterpriseless brute! roaredJorrocks, cutting indignantly at him with his whip, rot ye ! dyethink I boards and lodges and pays tax pon you to ave ye settin upyour olesale himperance that way ?—g-e-e-t-e away, ye disgracefulsleepin partner o the chase ! continued he, as the frightened houndscuttled away with his tail between his legs. Well, its nine underd and fifty thousand petties, muttered ourmaster now that the last of the stoopers had got up their heads,

The dance at Joe Chevalier, and other poems . ke-holein the roof. He listened for a few mo-ments at the door of the large cabin to asound of furious revelry, nodded his headand then took the trail of the Fatherssleigh. His sturdy trot ate up the milesand he was soon beyond Turtle Island,when the moon rose. Scanning the snowahead of him, he muttered to himself as hesaw a dark object on the snow: uHe hadnoder knife. Going cautiously up to it,he stopped a moment, felt the icy brow, 48 A Christmas Story. tightened his belt, and with a set facestarted on the trail of the half-breed. He horrified th Stock Photo

RM2AN5B60–The dance at Joe Chevalier, and other poems . ke-holein the roof. He listened for a few mo-ments at the door of the large cabin to asound of furious revelry, nodded his headand then took the trail of the Fatherssleigh. His sturdy trot ate up the milesand he was soon beyond Turtle Island,when the moon rose. Scanning the snowahead of him, he muttered to himself as hesaw a dark object on the snow: uHe hadnoder knife. Going cautiously up to it,he stopped a moment, felt the icy brow, 48 A Christmas Story. tightened his belt, and with a set facestarted on the trail of the half-breed. He horrified th

Bob, son of Battle . down the hill, his heart burning withindignation. Wait till we lay hands on ye, ma lad, he muttered ashe ran. Well warm ye, well teach ye. At the edge of the Stony Bottom, he, as always, left RedWull. Crossing it himself, and rounding Langholm How,he espied James Moore, David, and Owd Bob walkingaway from him and in the direction of Kenmuir. Thegray dog and David were playing together, wrestling,racing, and rolling. The boy had never a thought for hisfather. The little man ran up behind them, unseen and unheard,his feet softly pattering on the grass. His hand had fallenon Stock Photo

RM2AXFN82–Bob, son of Battle . down the hill, his heart burning withindignation. Wait till we lay hands on ye, ma lad, he muttered ashe ran. Well warm ye, well teach ye. At the edge of the Stony Bottom, he, as always, left RedWull. Crossing it himself, and rounding Langholm How,he espied James Moore, David, and Owd Bob walkingaway from him and in the direction of Kenmuir. Thegray dog and David were playing together, wrestling,racing, and rolling. The boy had never a thought for hisfather. The little man ran up behind them, unseen and unheard,his feet softly pattering on the grass. His hand had fallenon

. St. Nicholas [serial]. pair.My chirp is sharp and sweet,And nimble are my feet;My appetite is good,And bountiful my food;My coat is smooth and bright!My wings are free and light.—Then ah, and O ! Ah me !What can the matter be ? Long time the cricket sighed, And muttered low : Confound it ! Then joyfully he cried : Eureka ! O, Eureka ! By which he meant, I ve found it.— The learned little shrieker! It is—ah, well-a-day ! Because my girl s away, My dimble, damble Dolly, My cheery, deary Polly. Oh, Queen of little girls !— I like her sunny curls; I like her eyes and hair, Her funny little stare Stock Photo

RM2AFJHDC–. St. Nicholas [serial]. pair.My chirp is sharp and sweet,And nimble are my feet;My appetite is good,And bountiful my food;My coat is smooth and bright!My wings are free and light.—Then ah, and O ! Ah me !What can the matter be ? Long time the cricket sighed, And muttered low : Confound it ! Then joyfully he cried : Eureka ! O, Eureka ! By which he meant, I ve found it.— The learned little shrieker! It is—ah, well-a-day ! Because my girl s away, My dimble, damble Dolly, My cheery, deary Polly. Oh, Queen of little girls !— I like her sunny curls; I like her eyes and hair, Her funny little stare

StNicholas [serial] . raight between the houses to theground. Mu Wha Tou stood a-tiptoe as she i9°3-] PIGEONS OF PEKING. 325 touched ground, as if scared to find herselfthere, and ready to spring into the air at amovement. No one moved, however, so shebegan warily to snatch up the kernels withinreach. How will you touch a skittish thing likethat ? muttered Little American, from thepigeon-house. Better try the crossbowagain. You cant shoot at her, ducking aboutamong the other birds, said Li Loo. Watchme, and learn the baby-pigeon trick. Li Loo was standing back against the wallas he spoke. He h Stock Photo

RM2ANH8GT–StNicholas [serial] . raight between the houses to theground. Mu Wha Tou stood a-tiptoe as she i9°3-] PIGEONS OF PEKING. 325 touched ground, as if scared to find herselfthere, and ready to spring into the air at amovement. No one moved, however, so shebegan warily to snatch up the kernels withinreach. How will you touch a skittish thing likethat ? muttered Little American, from thepigeon-house. Better try the crossbowagain. You cant shoot at her, ducking aboutamong the other birds, said Li Loo. Watchme, and learn the baby-pigeon trick. Li Loo was standing back against the wallas he spoke. He h

The young engineers in Mexico or fighting the mine swindlers . wn this side of Mexico, orthis wing of the Mexican Army? Tom in-quired, with biting sarcasm. I cannot send the telegram, senor, exceptas I have stated. Whereupon the sergeant began firmly, thoughgently, to push Tom out of the room. Com-paring the size and muscular development ofthe two, it looked almost humorous to see thiseffort. But Tom, who now realized how hope-less his errand was, allowed himself to bepushed out. Then the door was slammed toand locked behind him. Nothing doing! muttered Reade, inchagrin and dismay. In fact, mu Stock Photo

RM2AJH2EB–The young engineers in Mexico or fighting the mine swindlers . wn this side of Mexico, orthis wing of the Mexican Army? Tom in-quired, with biting sarcasm. I cannot send the telegram, senor, exceptas I have stated. Whereupon the sergeant began firmly, thoughgently, to push Tom out of the room. Com-paring the size and muscular development ofthe two, it looked almost humorous to see thiseffort. But Tom, who now realized how hope-less his errand was, allowed himself to bepushed out. Then the door was slammed toand locked behind him. Nothing doing! muttered Reade, inchagrin and dismay. In fact, mu

The new world fairy book . out as well as he could in the cave,and went to sleep. In the morning the giant put his head out of thewindow again. There was no smoke in the pit thistime. Looking up, he saw the blue sky ; looking down,he saw the bottom of the pit, covered with cinders, notmore than a hundred feet away. I hope the fires not gone out, he muttered; well see what a little poking will do. So hescrambled backwards out of the cave, broke off thetallest pine-tree he could find, went back, and began topoke the bottom of the pit. At the second poke the tree stuck fast and thenbegan to disap Stock Photo

RM2AXJPWW–The new world fairy book . out as well as he could in the cave,and went to sleep. In the morning the giant put his head out of thewindow again. There was no smoke in the pit thistime. Looking up, he saw the blue sky ; looking down,he saw the bottom of the pit, covered with cinders, notmore than a hundred feet away. I hope the fires not gone out, he muttered; well see what a little poking will do. So hescrambled backwards out of the cave, broke off thetallest pine-tree he could find, went back, and began topoke the bottom of the pit. At the second poke the tree stuck fast and thenbegan to disap

Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 104 December 1901 to May 1902 . cisely! muttered the had ruffled her hair. I thought you hadother. Here a yellow cart suddenly ap- left the island, she added, to the man.peared around the curve of the shore, and Wont you get in, also ?the shoulders squared themselves under We both went after Misery. Hetheir light weight, and the man exclaimed looked ruefully at his trousers as he climb-something under his breath. Hello! ed in and deposited the boy between them,cried the boy. Theres Miss Lehew! Hi, Please put Misery in; hes not a veryMiss Lehew, are you hunt Stock Photo

RM2AJC74T–Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 104 December 1901 to May 1902 . cisely! muttered the had ruffled her hair. I thought you hadother. Here a yellow cart suddenly ap- left the island, she added, to the man.peared around the curve of the shore, and Wont you get in, also ?the shoulders squared themselves under We both went after Misery. Hetheir light weight, and the man exclaimed looked ruefully at his trousers as he climb-something under his breath. Hello! ed in and deposited the boy between them,cried the boy. Theres Miss Lehew! Hi, Please put Misery in; hes not a veryMiss Lehew, are you hunt

The tailor of Gloucester . ster, and went sadlyto bed. All that night long Simpkin huntedand searched through the kitchen,peeping into cupooards and under thewainscot, and into the tea-pot where hehad hidden that twist; but still he found/lever a mouse! And whenever the tailor muttered andcalked in his sleep,Simpkin said: Miaw-ger-r-w-s-s-ch! and made strange,horrid noises, as cats do at night. 46 The Tailor of Gloucester For the poor old tailor was very illwith a fever, tossing and turning inhis four-post bed; and still in hisdreams he mumbled: No more twist!no more twist! All that day he was Stock Photo

RM2AWH4PF–The tailor of Gloucester . ster, and went sadlyto bed. All that night long Simpkin huntedand searched through the kitchen,peeping into cupooards and under thewainscot, and into the tea-pot where hehad hidden that twist; but still he found/lever a mouse! And whenever the tailor muttered andcalked in his sleep,Simpkin said: Miaw-ger-r-w-s-s-ch! and made strange,horrid noises, as cats do at night. 46 The Tailor of Gloucester For the poor old tailor was very illwith a fever, tossing and turning inhis four-post bed; and still in hisdreams he mumbled: No more twist!no more twist! All that day he was

Six trees; short stories . xe, preparing to cut itdown. Why, that mans goin to cut downthat tree! Aint it on your land?cried the deaf woman. Martha shrieked and ran out of thehouse, bareheaded in the dense fall ofsnow. She caught hold of the mansarm, and he turned and looked at herwith a sort of stolid surprise fast 119 SIX TREES strengthening into obstinacy. Whatyou cuttin down this tree for? askedMartha. The man muttered that he had beensent for one for Lawyer Ede. Well, you cant have mine, saidMartha. This aint Lawyer Edesland. His is on the other side of thefence. There are trees plenty go Stock Photo

RM2AX5PMK–Six trees; short stories . xe, preparing to cut itdown. Why, that mans goin to cut downthat tree! Aint it on your land?cried the deaf woman. Martha shrieked and ran out of thehouse, bareheaded in the dense fall ofsnow. She caught hold of the mansarm, and he turned and looked at herwith a sort of stolid surprise fast 119 SIX TREES strengthening into obstinacy. Whatyou cuttin down this tree for? askedMartha. The man muttered that he had beensent for one for Lawyer Ede. Well, you cant have mine, saidMartha. This aint Lawyer Edesland. His is on the other side of thefence. There are trees plenty go

. Te Karere. ddy was poor. The children werepoor. The butler was poor. The chauf-feur was poor. The maid was poor.The gardener was poor. Everybodywas poor. A Scotsman had just won a new carin a raffle, hut, far from being elated,he seemed decidedly glum. Whatsthe matter, Jock? asked his friend. Mon, he answered, tis this otherticket. Why I ever bought it, I cannaimagine. They were alone in the country:wooded hills separated them from thenearest house. Suddenly he muttered and wheeledon his prone victim. Im going to sendyon to Hades, he hissed. Slowly hepulled out his shooting iron and ad-vance Stock Photo

RM2AG410E–. Te Karere. ddy was poor. The children werepoor. The butler was poor. The chauf-feur was poor. The maid was poor.The gardener was poor. Everybodywas poor. A Scotsman had just won a new carin a raffle, hut, far from being elated,he seemed decidedly glum. Whatsthe matter, Jock? asked his friend. Mon, he answered, tis this otherticket. Why I ever bought it, I cannaimagine. They were alone in the country:wooded hills separated them from thenearest house. Suddenly he muttered and wheeledon his prone victim. Im going to sendyon to Hades, he hissed. Slowly hepulled out his shooting iron and ad-vance

. The Sweet Briar Magazine. 170 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE ^t$ ISttttx ©eif HE attractive summer cottage of the Gris-coms seemed deserted. From the drowsyheat of the afternoon sun, the guests had evi-dently escaped to their daily siesta in thecool comfort of their rooms. At the sound of hoofs clanking on thesmooth, hard drive, some one half rose from the lounge in asecluded portion of the veranda. Wearily throwing away hisbut partially smoked cigarette, he looked once again athis watch. Hum! he muttered, three oclock and shes not hereyet! Then spying the approaching groom leading twosaddled hors Stock Photo

RM2AG64FK–. The Sweet Briar Magazine. 170 THE SWEET BRIAR MAGAZINE ^t$ ISttttx ©eif HE attractive summer cottage of the Gris-coms seemed deserted. From the drowsyheat of the afternoon sun, the guests had evi-dently escaped to their daily siesta in thecool comfort of their rooms. At the sound of hoofs clanking on thesmooth, hard drive, some one half rose from the lounge in asecluded portion of the veranda. Wearily throwing away hisbut partially smoked cigarette, he looked once again athis watch. Hum! he muttered, three oclock and shes not hereyet! Then spying the approaching groom leading twosaddled hors

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