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Sir Walter Scott sang in praise of Christmas; but it was a feudal Christmas. And Dickens was not only indifferent to the dignity of the old country gentleman or to the genial archæology of Scott; he was even harshly and insolently hostile to it. If Dickens had lived in the neighbourhood of Sir Roger de Coverley he would undoubtedly, like Tom Touchy, have been always "having the law of him."
"Take hold of the ice and try to help yourself a little," commanded Tom. Julia made a half-hearted attempt, and managed to grasp the ledge, but her hold was so feeble that Tom dared not withdraw his support He was powerless to act, and they would both drown unless help came quickly.
"Oh, Tom!" demanded Rhoda, "are you sure this is the spot? A flea couldn't hide down there." "Honest to pickles! I ain't fooling, Miss Rhody," said the cowpuncher earnestly. "When me and my roan come up this fur and seen we didn't see nothin', I was plumb twisted.
It's because they are all gone. When she comes in she forgets everything and sits and says over and over again, 'If it had only been Tom or only Tom and Will or if it had been Jem or only Jem and Tom but it's Will and Jem and Tom, over and over again. I am not at all sure I know how to comfort people. But she was glad I came."
"Look, Theo Look!" whispered Jimmy, pointing to some men who were hastily digging up cobble-stones from the street. "There's Carrots, too," he added. "Wonder who that little chap is the one that seems to have so much to say to the car men," Theo replied, thoughtfully. "That's Tom Steel. You've heard of him, hain't ye?" A man at Theo's elbow was speaking.
Queer thing they found the brute lying all in a heap in Coupée Bay on the very spot where Tom Hamon and Peter Mauger were found." "Ay-y-y-y-y!" breathed Gard, with a long sigh of relief and a shiver. "I shall never forget him." "Oh yes, you will in time. Think of little Nance here. She's a sight better worth thinking of.
An' I'se gwine wid dem North men soon's I gits a chance. An' ef you knowed what's good fer you, you'd go, too." "No, Tom; I can't go.
Nearer and nearer came the BUTTERFLY. It would shoot downward, and then, as Tom tilted the planes, would rise a bit, losing some of the great momentum. In a series of maneuvers like this, the young inventor reached the earth, not far from where his father and the others stood. Down came the BUTTERFLY, the springs of the wheel frame taking the shock wonderfully well.
Tom obeyed, and in a few minutes brought in the bottle and laid it on the table, at which Lord Glenarvan and the Major were sitting ready with the captain, and, of course Lady Helena, for women, they say, are always a little curious. Everything is an event at sea.
"Perhaps not," said Maggie, simply; "but then, you know, the first thing I ever remember in my life is standing with Tom by the side of the Floss, while he held my hand; everything before that is dark to me. But I shall never forget you, though we must keep apart." "Don't say so, Maggie," said Philip. "If I kept that little girl in my mind for five years, didn't I earn some part in her?
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