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"Dear, dear! the light will be coming in no time, and we can quench the glim then," said Biddy. "I've got to be careful about candles. We're precious short of everything at Cronane just now. We're as poor as church mice; it's horrid to be so desperately poor as that. But, hurrah for the cold taters and bacon! We'll have a right good meal.

I was determined, if ever he undertook such a demonstration of authority as that, to resent it with the true spirit of a Californian, and cast about me for some weapon of personal defense, but saw nothing likely to be available in an emergency of that kind except a small bucket of slush, with which, however, it would be practicable to "douse his glim."

He sauntered out into the glare of the evening sunshine and became slowly conscious of a desire to swear at what he saw: that, though in a minute or two the day-god would "douse his glim" behind the black horizon, no preparation whatever had been made for a start. There stood the ambulance, every bolt and link and tire hot as a stove-lid, but not a mule in sight.

"I can douse a glim anyhow," cried Jemmy. "That's my darling duck," cried Moggy, delighted with this proof of her husband's vigour. Some confusion was created by this manoeuvre on the part of Jemmy, but candles were reproduced, and the first man who spoke, feeling as if this victory on the part of Jemmy was a rebuke to himself, again commenced his interrogations.

Ere Glossin had got upon his feet, the hoarse yet suppressed voice of Hatteraick growled through the recesses of the cave: 'Hagel and donner! be'st du? 'Are you in the dark? 'Dark? der deyvil! ay, said Dirk Hatteraick; 'where should I have a glim? 'I have brought light'; and Glossin accordingly produced a tinder- box and lighted a small lantern.

But when your arms are full of girl and fluff You hide your nerve behind a yard of grin; You'd spit into a bulldog's face, or bluff A flock of dragons with a safety pin. Life's a slow skate, but love's the dopey glim That puts a brewery horse in racing trim. Wallace Irwin. Part 1 James Farnum had been back in Verden twenty-four hours.

"My word! this this beats anything I ever dr-reamed of," gurgled the college boy. "The Thing, whatever it is, has us nicely fooled. There there, it has switched off the 'glim' now the little, telltale battery. Now where are we?"

Then, keenly listening, the two sons of darkness heard a movement in the house, and more than one door open and shut, and then the sound of feet going rapidly down the road toward Sydney. "Why! it is a party only just broke up. Lucky I would not work till the glim was out." "But I say, Bill he is at that corner the nobs must have passed close to him suppose they saw him."

He came to us conducted us to the spot we heard voices showed up the glim and saw our man. Hodge, you are a good subject, and love justice." "Yees, but I shall have the rewourd," said Hodge, showing his teeth. "Talk o' that by and by," said the officer. "Will, how are you, man?" "Bad," groaned the poor runner, and a rush of blood from the lips followed the groan.

A horseman, cloaked and muffled to the ears, trotted warily towards us. "What's up?" he hailed from a matter of ten yards. "What are you showing that glim for? Anything wrong below?" The runners kept silence; we heard the click of a pistol lock. "In the King's name," Lillywhite shouted, "get off that nag and lend a hand! We've a prisoner."