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This had scarcely terminated in three rousing cheers, when a carriage from Captain Lane's house came rattling down the street. The captain was in the vehicle. "Why are you cheering? Who has arrived?" he demanded. "Major Stevens, who saved Mariana, when the British were about to take it," the orator answered. "Where is he?" "In the tavern."
It parted with a "snig", and the red object left me like a flash of light. There was a plunge upon the black water below a plunge and a few white bubbles; but the body of the Jarocho, with its scarlet trappings, was seen no more after that plunge. During all this time shots were ringing over me. I could hear the shouts and cheering of men, the trampling of heavy hoofs, and the clashing of sabres.
"That act will bind our hearts closer to the heart of the United States!" he said in closing his address. The thrilling thing about it all was, that his address was met with prolonged cheering on the part of the thousands of Filipinos who had gathered for the dedication.
When the people saw it, they seemed as if they would grow mad with delight, and followed him in crowds, cheering and crying out, `Viva la Patria' at the top of their voices. I was one of the boat's crew, and certainly there was something in it somehow which took our fancy mightily.
"He's telling us," said Hilary, "to drink deep, to dive down and live with mermaids, to lie out on the hills under the sun, to sweat with helots, to know all things and all men. No seat, he says, among the Wise, unless we've been through it all before we climb! That's how he strikes me not too cheering for people of our sort!" Under the shadow of this bust Hilary rested his forehead on his hand.
Suddenly, from High Street, wrapped in mist, a bugle rang out. The order the order the order to the front! It called again, sounding the assembly. Fall in, men, fall in! At sunrise Richard Cleave's company went away. There was a dense crowd in the misty street, weeping, cheering.
The natives looked from Stedman to the boat, and even Gordon stopped in his cheering and stood motionless, watching. They had not very long to wait. There was a puff of white smoke, and a flash, and then a loud report, and across the water came a great black ball skipping lightly through and over the waves, as easily as a flat stone thrown by a boy. It seemed to come very slowly.
The Hartley cheering section immediately climbed down upon the bank, with the exception of one young man who was left with his head lolling over the side of the car next to Tom. Friendly remonstrance had been futile. He had refused to move and had elected to slumber. "I think he's sweet," said Lily, gazing over at him. "Tell me, do you have much trouble getting liquor here?" "No," said Tom.
Every coat or tunic sat straight. Every shoe-lace was tied, and they marched with the beautiful, even step of soldiers on parade. They were to encamp beyond Jackson's old army, and as they passed along the turnpike it was lined on either side by Jackson's own men, cheering with vigor.
It was in his mind to speak some word of comfort to the doomed man. Then a sudden volley, more terrific than any that had preceded it, followed by hoarse cheering away to eastward, quickened his impatience. He bade the sergeant lead Mr. Wilding forward and stand him on the edge of the ditch. His object was that thus the man's body would be disposed of without waste of time.
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