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He knew what a marlinspike was from having seen the men use the sharp-pointed irons to pick apart the strands of rope preparatory to splicing, so, anxious to be of service, he hurried to Captain Spark's cabin. "The men sent me for a left-handed marlinspike," he said, interrupting the commander, who was busy over his accounts.
Gallosh, "the young spark's off verra suddenly. We didn't expect him to be leaving before Tuesday. But well, the fact is umh'm oh, it's nothing to speak off." This reticence, however, was easily cajoled away by the insidious Count, and at last Mr. Gallosh frankly confided to him
The most comprehensive and just appreciation of the character and work of Otis is given us by Francis Bowen in Jared Spark's Library of American Biography. In part he says: "The services which Mr. Otis rendered to this country were so conspicuous and important, that it is difficult to form an estimate of his character with the impartiality that history requires.
"They were two such dreary apes." "Making a total of three." "Only two unless you stick me away. Man, man, come alive, they'll be on the stairs in a spark's age." Wessel took a dismantled pike-staff from the corner, and raising it to the high ceiling, dislodged a rough trap-door opening into a garret above. "There's no ladder."
It was all guesswork as to whether or not they were headed for the island. The food became less and less, until finally they were living on three dry biscuits a day each. The water, too, was getting lower and lower in the one cask that remained, and it had a warm, brackish taste. Still it was the most precious thing they possessed. More and more worried became the look on Captain Spark's face.
I had now achieved this rare adventure ultimately much more to my satisfaction than I had bespoken the nature of it to turn out; nor was it much lessened, you may think, by spark's lavish praises of my constancy and complaisance, which he gave weight to by a present that greatly surpassed my utmost expectation, besides his gratification to Mrs. Cole.
Jeremiah Wadsworth, the Commissary-General, and other persons in Connecticut, to procure and hasten forward the quota of troops, and such supplies of arms and ammunition as could be spared from that State, to co-operate with the French troops upon their landing. The answer to the above letter appears in Spark's Writ. of Washington, Vol. 7, p 125, See also ib. p.127, note.
And though the Vice-President, the Man of Family, the Colonel, and others, looked at their watches, and said they must soon retire to their respective quarters in the hotel adjoining, they all decided to sit out the Spark's story. It was a cold and gloomy Christmas Eve.
He stood back, finally, with his hands on his hips, and stared at the engine and shook his head slowly twice. Foster, in the driver's seat, swore and tried again to start it. "Maybe if you cranked it," he suggested tentatively. "What for? The starter turns her over all right. Spark's all right too, strong and hot.
But the next day a gentleman, richly armed, bounced in, and glared at him. "What is toward here?" said he. Gerard told him he was writing out Plutarch, with the help of the saints. The spark said he did not know the signor in question. Gerard explained the circumstances of time and space that had deprived the Signor Plutarch of the advantage of the spark's conversation.
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