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As we weathered P'int Pelee, the surf nearly swamped us." "What a gran' feed we got frae thae gallant Colonel Talbot!" interjected Sandy McKay. "D'ye mind his bit log bothie perched like a craw's nest atop o' yon cliff. The 'Castle o' Malahide, he ca'd it, no less. How he speered gin there were ony men frae Malahide in the auld kintry wi' us!

When in the act of making a tack towards the tender, the sailors who worked the head-sheets were, all of a sudden, alarmed with the sound of the smith's hammer and anvil on the beacon, and had just time to put the ship about to save her from running ashore on the north-western point of the rock, marked "James Craw's Horse."

"An' sae a prence he was! an', forbye that, jist a man by himsel' to luik at! i' the prime o' life, maybe, but no freely i' the first o' 't, for he had the luik as gien he had had a hard time o' 't, an' had a white streak an' a craw's fit here and there the liklier to please my leddy, wha lookit doon upo' a'body yoonger nor hersel'. He hae a commandin', maybe some owerbeirin' luik ane at a man micht hae birstled up at, but a leddy like my leddy wad welcome as worth bringin' doon.

Then perhaps Bob Richardson would loudly declare that he "kenned mair nests than onybody, for he kenned twenty-three, with about fifty eggs in them and mair than fifty young birds maybe a hundred. Some of them naething but raw gorblings but lots of them as big as their mithers and ready to flee. And aboot fifty craw's nests and three fox dens."

As we passed into the field a shell exploded directly in front of us. It took a leg off a man in troop H which preceded us and had dismounted to fight on foot, and I saw him hopping around on his one remaining limb and heard him shriek with pain. A fragment of the same shell took a piece off the rim of Lieutenant E.L. Craw's hat. He was riding at my side.

Thus, there were four of us whose commissions hinged upon getting a minimum number of men into camp within fifteen days. The man designated for first lieutenant was Edward L. Craw. Some of Craw's friends thought he ought to be the captain, as he was a much older man than myself, though he had no knowledge of tactics and was in every sense a novice in military affairs.

When in the act of making a tack towards the tender, the sailors who worked the head-sheets were, all of a sudden, alarmed with the sound of the smith's hammer and anvil on the beacon, and had just time to put the ship about to save her from running ashore on the northwestern point of the rock, marked 'James Craw's Horse. On looking towards the direction from whence the sound came, the building and beacon-house were seen, with consternation, while the ship was hailed by those on the rock, who were no less confounded at seeing the near approach of the Smeaton; and, just as the vessel cleared the danger, the smith and those in the mortar gallery made signs in token of their happiness at our fortunate escape.

Some gaed east and some gaed west, And some gaed to the craw's nest.

Thorn looked up from his study; he shook his head decisively. "I ain't a-goin' to go back over there in your country and give you a chance at me. If you git me, you'll have to git me here. I ain't a-goin' to sling a gun down on nobody for the money that's in it, I tell you. I'm through; I'm out of the game; my craw's full.

"Oh, yes, Bob, but that's no fair, for naebody counts craw's nests and fox holes, and then you live in the country at Belle-haven where ye have the best chance." "Yes, but I ken a lot of bumbee's nests, baith the red-legged and the yellow-legged kind." "Oh, wha cares for bumbee's nests!" "Weel, but here's something!