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Little Emily and Paquita went in dresses of the Charles the Second period. These young ladies were escorted by young Jack and Harry Girdwood, who were richly habited as young Venetian nobles of the sixteenth century. As they passed through the garden door a man stood in their path.
Jack Harkaway, Harvey, and Jefferson, together, being his judges, the latter places were suddenly taken by three visitors from the other world. These were Harry Girdwood, young Jack, and oh, horror! Robert Emmerson, his murdered friend. His three visitors.
Harry Girdwood held his breath in sheer fright. He shipped his oars and peered over the boat's side. Where was he? Would he never come up? Oh, Heaven! what a fearful time it seemed that the intrepid boy was under water. It seemed an age. In reality it was but a minute, no more, before young Jack struck up to the surface. He struck out with one hand the other grasped something. "Harry."
But neither was afraid of a little rough usage, and so they only scrambled to their feet, laughing boisterously, as if there was great fun in barked shins and bruised arms. "I told you so, Jack," said Harry Girdwood. "No harm done," retorted Jack, rubbing a damaged part and grinning. "No, but don't let us be too foolish; we might get into trouble." Young Jack roared at this. "Soho-ho!" he cried.
"We are not the first Englishmen who have been here, my friend." Sebastian gave him a sharp glance, as he answered "How do you know that?" "There is no mystery in it," replied Harry Girdwood; "I saw some words written in pencil upon the wall," "Where?" The eagerness of his manner aroused the curiosity of both the boys.
I have always heard that that is the proper thing to do." No sooner said than done. Presently they were rewarded for their pains by detecting a faint breathing. "How white his neck is," said Harry Girdwood. "And how small and delicate his hands," said young Jack. "One would almost take him for a woman." "He'd pass very well for one if he wore petticoats."
For the latheron's friend in the court having discovered that I had not decerned she was to do any work to Mrs Girdwood, but only to stay out her term, advised her to do nothing when she went back but go to her bed, which she was bardy enough to do, until my poor friend, the deacon, in order to get a quiet riddance of her, was glad to pay her full fee, and board wages for the remainder of her time.
It was one of the greatest doings of the kind that the mistress had in the whole course of the year, and the value of things intrusted to Jeanie's care was not to be told, at least so said Mrs Girdwood herself.
He took a soda water bottle, filled with gunpowder and tightly corked, and through the cork was a twisted wire that was attached to the line. The other end of the line was a small square box, which was furnished with four handles, similar to that of a barrel organ. One of these handles was to pay out line, another was for winding in. "And the other two?" demanded Harry Girdwood.
In some cases the foreign body is tolerated many years in this location. There are to-day many veterans who have bullets in their extremities. Girdwood speaks of the removal of a foreign body after twenty-five years' presence in the forearm.
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