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The Frenchman gave a little hysterical laugh; then, with tears in his eyes, he seized the hand of the Englishman and wrung it rapturously. "Oh, mon ami, mon cher ami!" cried he, "'eaven will bless you. I am 'appy that you say that. You vill see 'im? Yes? You vill 'old 'is 'and ven he do die? He sall have one friend to kiss his poor front? Oh, I am content; I am gay."

Sitting with his head bent slightly forward, his eyes fixed on the floor, he had the expression of one lost in thoughts of the gloomiest kind. "Make yourself to be more happy, mein lad," said the farmer, as he bade him good-night and clapped him on the shoulder. "You haf come to house vere is German be speaked, and is Germany in hearts; dat vill be to you as friends."

The planter, his family, his servants and slaves lived to themselves in isolation almost as great as that of the feudal barons or of the inhabitants of the vill of the 13th century. But this isolation was due even more to the direct trade between the planters and the foreign merchants than to the extent of the plantations. This was made possible by the nature of the waterways.

Don't say I an't," he says, "for I know I am, and don't let me be interrupted," he says, "for I've saved a little money, and I'm a-goin' into the stable to make my last vill and testymint." "I'll take care as nobody interrupts," says his mate, "but you on'y hold up your head, and shake your ears a bit, and you're good for twenty years to come."

"Captain Blood, I discover greatness in you," said he. "Sure it's your lordship has the fine sight to perceive it," laughed the Captain. "Yes, yes! Bud how vill you do id?" growled van der Kuylen. "Come on deck, and it's a demonstration I'll be giving you before the day's much older." "VHY do you vait, my friend?" growled van der Kuylen. "Aye in God's name!" snapped Willoughby.

So I t'ought dere vas no use fooling mit him, so I t'ink I vill pack op and eat a goot dinner and take a goot nap and go vest again in de morning. "'All right, Henry, said I; 'but I guess I'll go over and try my luck. "The first man that I went to see was the one who had said to my friend Henry that he thought he ought to have one day in the year to rest.

From privates to general they were not expecting a battle and were engaged in peaceful occupations, the cavalry feeding the horses and the infantry collecting wood. "He higher iss dan I in rank," said the German colonel of the hussars, flushing and addressing an adjutant who had ridden up, "so let him do what he vill, but I cannot sacrifice my hussars... Bugler, sount ze retreat!"

"You sall not have a single fezare of him, begar," said the Count: "ve vill blow you, M. de Taguerague; parole d'honneur, ve vill." "What's all this, gents," says I, stepping in, "about birds and feathers?"

It was a ripe Durian which had fallen from an immense height and missed him by a hairbreadth. "Zank Got, you have escaped!" exclaimed the professor, looking back with a solemn countenance. "I have indeed escaped what might have been a severe blow," said Nigel, stooping to examine the fruit, apparently forgetful that more might follow. "Come come avay. My boy vill bring it.

"The only way for our poor brethren to be saved from their slavery," went on Simon Wolf, "is for them to combine against the sweaters and to let the West-End Jews go and hang themselves." "Ah, dat is mine policee," said Pinchas, "dat was mine policee ven I founded de Holy Land League. Help yourselves and Pinchas vill help you.