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Ernest was successful, and bringing up the muddy turtle, soused him in the water until his golden spots gleamed again. "Hurrah!" cried Faith, "we have him. Let me show him to Gladys, please, Ernest," and the boy put the turtle into the hand stretched across to him.

"Where away?" cried he, with more than his usual energy. "Right off the starboard beam, sir." "Square the yards! Look alive, my hearties," was the next order; for although the calm sea was like a sheet of glass, a light air, just sufficient to fill our top-gallant sails, enabled us to creep through the water. "Hurrah!" shouted the men as we sprang to obey.

"Where is the Butterfly now, Frank?" asked William Bright. "Wait a minute. There she goes! Hurrah! she has passed the reefs safely. They pull like heroes. There! Up go her oars they are in-board. There are a man and a woman in the water, struggling for life. The man is trying to save the woman. The chaise seems to hang upon a rock, and the horse is kicking and plunging to clear himself.

Hurrah!" yelled Darvall with delight. "An' Buck Tom!" roared Jackson in amazement. So sudden was the onset that the Indians were for a moment paralysed, and the two horsemen, firing right and left as they rode up, dashed straight into the very midst of the savages.

"Savage as the natives are, they would not dare to injure them." Mr Hayward did not reply; he might have known more of the natives than Harry did. At length, having gone some distance, they heard a faint cooey in reply to theirs. "Hurrah! That must be Rob's voice," exclaimed Harry; "though where it came from I cannot tell. I will cooey again."

"Call us when you've fixed the date," laughed the latter, over his shoulder. When he and Lilas had danced the encore and returned to the table Bob rose unsteadily, glass in hand, and nodded at them. "Thanks, noble comrades," he proclaimed; "she's mine!" "Hurrah!" Lilas kissed Lorelei effusively. Jim seized Bob's hand, crying: "Brother!" He waved to a waiter and ordered a magnum of champagne.

"Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah!" I cried, leaping up in the boat, and waving my arms about like an idiot. "Why, Bigley, it will set father free of all his troubles. Here, I'm half mad. What shall we do? Hold hard a moment: I'm going down to see."

Bramton fled before the storm; a well-directed volley drove the maids to cover and stampeded the two cats. "Take whatever is good to eat, Geraldine. Hurrah! The town surrenders! Loot it! No quarter!" shouted Scott.

"Hurrah!" yelled a third, as he hugged me, and nearly suffocated me with his maudling caresses, "I trundles wid you too, my darling, boy the piper!"

The ever lyrical Moniteur said: "At the sight of these noble spoils, these startling proofs of the heroism of the French army, all hearts seemed to meet in a common feeling of admiration and gratitude which was but faintly expressed by the shouts issuing from the crowd and from every window, of 'Long live the Emperor! 'Hurrah for the Grand Army! 'Victory, victory! 'Long live the Emperor! It was in this way that the people of Paris, of all classes, of both sexes, of all ages, manifested in the most vivid and unanimous way their devotion and gratitude to His Majesty and his victorious armies."