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"There's nothing here at all!" he cried in amazement. "What's that bruised looking place over his heart?" asked Harry. "Seems to me it is discolored somewhat there." "Sure enough!" cried Arnold. "Give him first aid for drowning. That may start his heart action. He isn't shot after all!" "Hurray!" responded his chums in chorus, quickly putting into action the suggestion of Arnold.
This contingency the authorities were now endeavoring to avert; that they also had some kind of a clue, pointing to their present destination and inciting them to make haste thither, was evident from the skeptical remark Mr. Heatherbloom had overheard. A series of explosions, as sudden as spasmodic, broke in on the listener's thoughts. "Hurray!" said one. "We're off!" And they were, quickly. Mr.
They make him more human; one loves him for them as he loves Squire Western, with all his failings. Delightful, immortal Squire! It was not he, it was another Tory Squire that called out "Hurray for old England! Twenty thousand honest Frenchmen are landed in Sussex." But the Puppet-Man had no vote in 1745. Now, to our comfort, he can and does exercise the glorious privilege of the franchise.
Away in the distance was a beautiful tree-shaded granite hill with much show of brown foliage and purplish underspaces. His eyes followed mine the way of the flames. 'Hurray! he said heartily. 'Now we shan't be so very long surely after all. Don't you see the green grass on its way? It was a snug corner, verily, for the old dry stuff. Look, how the flames leap up in the thick of it!
With a piece of chalk the boy marked a rough square and an arrow on a tree the arrow pointing to a spot in the sand in which he buried the letter. "Now, then, come on," he shouted, dashing toward the boat, "shove off, boys, and if Joe's in the Upper Inlet we'll find him." "Hurray," cheered the others, much heartened by the prospect of any trace of the missing boy, however slight.
"Oh, can't we go to the fair?" wailed Flossie and Freddie, almost ready to cry. "Of course you may go!" replied Mother Bobbsey. "I was going to say that daddy could take you children Harry may go, may he not?" she asked his mother. "Oh, yes." "Hurray!" cried Harry, and Bert and Nan echoed his cry of joy. So it was arranged that Mr.
"Hurray!" shouted Garry O'Neil, hastily putting to his patient's lips a medicine glass, into which he dropped something out of a small vial, filling up the glass with water. "I've got something here shtrang enough, begorrah, to make a dead man spake!" The effect of the drug, whatever it was, seemed magical.
"And so am I!" I cried with enthusiasm. "Hurray! You shall eat Poopendyke's breakfast, just to penalise him for failing in his duties as host during my unavoidable " "Quite impossible," she said. "He has already eaten it." "He has?" "At half-past six, I believe.
The cry echoed from all sides, and, almost in a twinkling, Clink was down to first, and racing for second. Then, feeling that he had time to go further, he bounded onward, and slid safely to third. "That's the way to do it! Look, a three-bagger!" "Hurray! We've got them on the run; keep it up, boys!" And then the air was rent with the noise of horns and rattles.
There was a hum and a buzz all through the circus, and the fierce King Padella even felt a little compassion. But Count Hogginarmo, seated by his Majesty, roared out "Hurray! Now for it! Soo-soo-soo!" that nobleman being uncommonly angry still at Rosalba's refusal of him. But, O strange event! O remarkable circumstance!
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