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"I am sure you did not mean to hurt him, Sprott," said the parson, more politely I fear than honestly, for he had seen enough of that cross- grained thing called the human heart, even in the little world of a country parish, to know that it requires management and coaxing and flattering, to interfere successfully between a man and his own donkey, "I am sure you did not mean to hurt him; but he has already got a sore on his shoulder as big as my hand, poor thing!"
I may observe here that there is a great want in plantations of seats, which are now the more needed as all logs in the old plantations have of course disappeared. Near the bungalow is an excellent stable, well paved, and quite in English style. On the following morning I wont with Mr. Sprott, who is in charge of Mr.
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"Well, please yourself," quoth the tinker; "you shall have the books for four bob, and you can pay me next month." "Four bobs, four shillings? it is a great sum," said Lenny; "but I will lay by, as you are kind enough to trust me: good-evening, Mr. Sprott."
In short, he was successful in taking all the fun and sparkle out of the merrie month of May. Finally, Caesar got an inkling of what was going on. "Is Sprott ragging you?" he asked point-blank. "Ye-es," said John, blushing. "It's n-nothing," he added nervously. "He'll get tired of it, I expect." "I saw him kick you," said Desmond, frowning.
'Well now, said John Sprott, I passed a lot of boys just now, burning a guy at the top of the Moor, and I had my suspicions; but the thing hadn't a feature of yours to take hold on, barrin' the size of its feet. And that's what you call popularity!" wound up the Mayor with bitterness. "That's what a man gets for rising early and lying down late to serve his country!" "Excuse me, Mr.
His medicine is not their medicine, or his totem their totem. He is a stranger among them. As a stranger he came. As a stranger he will go away. I have spoken." Then slowly he removed his war bonnet, put aside his staff, and began to untie the thongs of his doeskin shirt. "Ah!" cried Simon Sprott, stepping forward, and speaking in English. "I guessed it would be that way. But hold hard.
Quality confronted quantity. "Kick me," said Desmond, "if if you dare, you big, hulking coward and cad!" "Come on, Lubber, get into line!" shouted some boy. Sprott turned slowly, glancing over his vast, fat shoulder to guard against further assault. Then he took his place in the line, and passed slowly out of the Yard and out of these pages. He never persecuted John again.
He conducted them into his teepee, and Rube Carter was surprised to see how comfortably furnished it was, with a camp bed and washing-stand, a table and two or three chairs, as well as a stove, and even a shelf of books. Simon Sprott looked at Kiddie in deliberate scrutiny. "Friend of Gid Birkenshaw's, you tell me?" he said very slowly. "And the son of Buckskin Jack.
The squire recognized the voice of the tinker; but though he now guessed at the ringleader, on that day of general amnesty he had the prudence and magnanimity not to say, "Stand forth, Sprott: thou art the man." Yet his gallant English spirit would not suffer him to come off at the expense of his servant. "If it was Nick Stirn you meant," said he, gravely, "more shame for you.
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