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The comicality of Martin consisted, in the present instance, of singing in a harsh baritone the song of the Troubadour: "Gaily the Troubadour Touched his guitar, When he was hastening Home from the war; Singing, 'From Palestine Hither I come. Ladye love! ladye love! Welcome me home." Mrs. Martin gave a shriek. She had the presence of mind to pop her letter into her pocket.

The second opportunity led him impetuously into a draper's shop, where a magnificent shop-walker, after first ceremoniously handing him a high cane chair, passed on his order for pins in a deep and thrilling baritone, and retired in good order.

Frank Wallace directly came in with a baritone which chimed well with the soprano of the young girls and the contralto of the middle-aged ladies. And Judge Owen, at last, having satisfied his judicial dignity by keeping his gravity longer than any one else, rung in with a gruff heavy bass that might have been contracted for in the damp vault of his own court-room.

"I'll tell you what it is," said Mason, the baritone; "it's heart trouble. I wouldn't believe that man Van under a triple oath, if there were a skirt in the case." "You won't have to search far in this case," laughed a deep bass voice behind a cool stein. "Oh, I don't think so," protested Perkins; "he looked bad, bad. I think it's square enough." "Don't you believe him a minute.

"For it's rest when the gallop is over, my men! And it's here's to the lads that have ridden their last! And it's here's " Again he paused. But from the half-darkness there came a voice, a clear baritone: "And here's to the lasses we leave in the glen, With a smile for the future, a sigh for the past." At the last words the figure strode down into the firelight.

The enchanting Yvette practises a sound by herself until she is able to make it; she repeats a phrase until she can deliver it without an interrupting breath, and is there a singer on the stage more expressive than Yvette Guilbert? She sings a little tenor, a little baritone, and a little bass. She can succeed almost invariably in making the effect she sets out to make.

In a delicately worded postscript was the sentence: "Blazing Star is well and will be glad to feel your weight again." "Blazing Star and Cedar Mountain!" shouted Jim as Belle read the letter the next morning at breakfast. And then, much to Pa Boyd's amusement he broke out in his lusty baritone: "'Tis my ain countree, 'Tis my ain countree! The fairest brightest land That the sun did ever see."

"Say, fellows," cried Lucy Little, "don't you think it is rather warm out this evening?" "Hello! hello!" shouted Rattleton. "Has it been raining, or did we have a small shower?" Then Merriwell's beautiful baritone voice pitched the chorus of a familiar negro melody, in which the triumphant and delighted freshmen joined: "Git erway from de window, mah love an' mah dove!

We are, at the moment, fighting alone. And yet, in spite of that in spite of that, I say we have thus far held the enemy at a standstill. And, in the long run, we shall win." He took a deep breath then, and his baritone voice thundered out when he spoke. "Shall win? No! We must win! None of you want to become slaves in the factories of the Invaders. I know that, and you know it.

Miss Belcher's voice as I may or may not have informed the reader was a baritone of singularly resonant timbre. It sounded through the porthole as through a speaking trumpet, and I ducked and held my breath as the boat's gunwale rubbed twice against the schooner's side before drifting clear.

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