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By that I mean when it is possible to obtain pack-animal or cart. When travelling light and bivouacking by night without a pack-horse, bed, or tent, I use the saddle-bags, already described. These can be slung over the back of the horse you ride, or if you walk, carried over your shoulder.
It was an anxious task for the boy, who had to resist appeal after appeal made by Singh to come and join him in some sport or go for a walk. But Glyn kept fast to his post, watching in vain, and without much hope, for if the case was there it would probably be sunk in the mud.
The best thing we can do is to walk home." Mr. Podington agreed with his friend that walking home was the best thing they could do.
"The Divil you say!" cried Jimmy. "It is!" beamed Mary. "It will be full in three days. Didn't you notice how green the maples are? I took a little walk down to the bottom to-day. I niver in all my life was so tired of winter, and the first thing I saw was that wet look on the maples, and on the low land, where they are sheltered and yet get the sun, several of them are oozing!"
To-day we all are the friends and lovers of Liberty and yet the very multitude of our new comrades gives us, the veterans in the cause, some ground for perplexity and even for concern. "He who really loves Liberty must walk alone."
He started to walk briskly along the Embankment, but he had not gone very far on his way when he heard his name called. "Oh, John!" the call was, and looking round, he saw Eleanor rising from one of the garden-seats near the kerb. "Eleanor!" he exclaimed. "What are you doing here?" She came quickly to him and he took hold of her hands. "I was frightened," she said, half sobbing as she spoke.
He pounced from his seat and began to walk heavily up and down the room. He stamped his feet; he shut his teeth together and he kicked the chair where he had been sitting. He had not been fairly dealt with, and now, as Mitch Horrigan would say, he was going to be just as rotten bad as ever he could. But it was useless to stamp so loud and clench his fists.
He heard Bradley stifle a surly exclamation of disappointment, and saw him turn and walk off slowly toward his uncle's house. "Poor girl!" Henley said to himself. "In all her troubles she has to ward off a dirty, designing scamp like that; but she's doing it like a queen, an' no harm can touch 'er. And she's going to get married!
If I hadn't happened to walk along down the shore of the bay after these young ladies left me two of them would have been drowned. I'll have to see to it that you keep off this bay if you do any more such mischief as you did this morning." The young man in a handsome yachting suit worthy of an admiral in the United States Navy frowned angrily at Madge and her champion.
They could not run; many could not walk; some could not even stand up. Their weak little bodies were bones clothed with skin, but not muscles. They simply could not play.
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