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"Oh, you can move round all you want, just so 's't you don't go outdoors, and keep away from the windows." Mr. Budlong's admiration was reverting to its normal state. He growled: "You women would be an awful joke, if you were only a little funnier. If you're so keen on this quarantine business you quarantine yourself.

Her hand shook, and for a moment she let the ball of paper lie there. "Open't up," cried Leeby, who was in the secret. "What 's't?" asked Hendry, drawing nearer. "It's juist a bit paper Jamie flung at me," said Jess, and then she unfolded it. "It's a five-pound note!" cried Hendry. "Na, na, oh keep us, no," said Jess; but she knew it was. For a time she could not speak.

"It's jest my luck, allers knockin' about 'n them woods 's I am, not to have struck trail on that air orchard. I could ha' bought it's well's not in the fust on't, if it had been put up to vendue, 's't oughter ben, an' nobody knowin' what 'twas wuth." Elder Kinney was almost overcome by this unhoped-for corroboration of his instincts; clearing up of his difficulties.

Two others were hurt in the arm by one of the people's pieces going off accidentally after the engagement. The poor Cap't of the privateer was wounded in the arm and the bone fractured, one negro boy killed, & others wounded. He was fitted out last November at the Havanah, proceeded to S't. Augustine, & while on our coast early in the spring took several vessels.

You're a slave to come and to go, with a Queen's seal on the promissory." Macavoy leaned back and roared. "Aw, that! The rose o' the valley the joy o' the wurruld! S't, Pierre " his voice grew softer on a sudden, as a fresh thought came to him "did y' ever think that the child might be dumb like the mother?"

You're a slave to come and to go, with a Queen's seal on the promissory." Macavoy leaned back and roared. "Aw, that! The rose o' the valley the joy o' the wurruld! S't, Pierre " his voice grew softer on a sudden, as a fresh thought came to him "did y' ever think that the child might be dumb like the mother?"

At length Ted murmured: "O, I say, but I'm getting sleepy. Can't you let me go to sleep for a bit? Wake me in an hour, and I'll let you snooze." "S't!" whispered Will, laying his hand on his brother's arm. "I heard something splash in that pool yonder!" The boys noiselessly raised their eyes to a level with the top of the dike. At first they could see nothing.

In April last, having been taken prisoner by the said Don Pedro Estrado, & brought to S't Augustine, he consented, for the value of a share in the profits, to pilot them in the bowels of his native country, and betrayed his countrymen to that cruel and barbarous nation.

"I thought I'd bring your supper in here, you know," he explained confidentially, "so 's't you could have it a little more snug. And my wife she kind o' got wind o' what was going on, women will, you know," he said with a wink, "and she's sent ye in some hot biscuit and a little jell, and some of her cake." He set the waiter down on the table, and stood admiring its mystery of napkined dishes.