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On account of the now-accursed land-of-liberty idea, every foreigner who sails past the statue on Bedloe's Island and lands on our liberty-ridden shore, is firmly convinced that now, at last, he can do as he pleases! And as one of his first ways in which to show his newly-acquired personal liberty and independence in the Land of Easy Marks, he buys a gun and goes out to shoot "free game!"

Thornton saw that Bedloe's hands were tense with tendons standing out sharply under the brown skin, the fingers rigid, curved inward a little, and not three inches from the grips of his guns. And Bedloe saw that Thornton carried a burning cigarette in his left hand, that his right, with thumb caught in the band of his chaps, was careless only in the seeming and that it, too, was alert and tense.

To the right of the steamer's track on Bedloe's Island stands Bartholdi's "Liberty, Enlightening the World," the largest bronze statue on the globe. From a small guide book of New York, Lucille read aloud that the Bartholdi statue and its pedestal cost one million dollars; that the statue was presented by the French people to the people of the United States.

"So did Eldon Parr," remarked another man, amidst a climax of laughter. "Langmaid handled that pretty well." Hodder felt Everett Constable fidget. "Bedloe's all right, but he's a dreamer," Mr. Plimpton volunteered. "Then I wish he'd stop dreaming," said Mr. Ferguson, and there was more laughter, although he had spoken savagely. "That's what he is, a dreamer," Varnum ejaculated.

The boatmen comforted me a good deal at the outset by saying that they thought they knew just where the Golden Hind was lying, as they were pretty sure they had seen her only that morning while going down the harbor with another fare; and before we were much more than past Bedloe's Island having pulled well over to get out of the channel and the danger of being run down by one of the swarm of passing craft they made my mind quite easy by actually pointing her out to me.

In order to join my company at Fort Reading, California, I had to go to New York as a starting point, and on arrival there, was placed on duty, in May, 1855, in command of a detachment of recruits at Bedloe's Island, intended for assignment to the regiments on the Pacific coast.

Who has more at stake than I? And as for capturing the rock, I'll dynamite it myself, and bring home as large a specimen of it as the yacht will carry, and set it up on Bedloe's Island beside the Goddess and say, 'There's your statue of Liberty, and there's your statue of Tyranny!" "Katherine," chided her father, "I never before believed that a child of mine could talk such driveling nonsense."

And you know if I wanted to get you I could have got you in there, and I could have got you that time at Smith's. And," with an impudence to match Bedloe's, "I could get you now!" The Kid passed over the remark, his brows knitted thoughtfully. "Well," he said in a moment, "you've shot your wad now, ain't you? I guess there ain't no call for me an' you to talk all day." "That's all.

When a certain steamship left New York harbor one morning soon afterwards three pairs of eyes took a parting look through a porthole in their united stateroom at the Statue of Liberty on Bedloe's Island. Of course the occupants of the stateroom were Tom and Jack and Colin. They had managed to interest the big-hearted captain in their scheme.

The sharpness of suspicion was still high in Bedloe's eyes. "What about him?" "You knew he was in the pen?" "I ain't answerin' questions. Go ahead." "He broke jail a few days ago. He killed his guard and got himself pretty badly shot up. I guess they're on his trail now. And he's going to swing for it if they ever get him."