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Mary was not called to wash the dishes, but up in her own room she sat with her head resting upon the window sill, while the sweet, fresh air of the morning swept over her face, lifting the hair from her flushed brow. Billy Bender was standing near her, his arm thrown around her, and his lips occasionally pressing her forehead.

"Mind you own concerns, Jim Bender!" exclaimed the girl, both wrathful and hurt. "I can manage that pony if she's let alone." Then she raised her voice again and cried to Ratty: "M'Gill! you get off that horse! At once, I tell you!" "The Missus is sure some peeved," muttered Bender to one of his mates. "And why shouldn't she be? We'd never ought to let Ratty try to ride that critter."

The German, at whose hut he had been in the morning, Karl Bender by name, and a servant of his own, had told him that there would be fire about before long. "Why should any one want to ruin me?" Harry had asked. "Did I ever wrong a man of a shilling?"

Have, then, the Austrian heroes a Prince Eugene, a Laudon, a Lasci, a Beaulieu, a Haddick, a Bender, a Clairfayt, and numerous other valiant and great warriors left no posterity behind them; or has the presumption of General von Mack imposed upon the judgment of the Counsellors of his Prince?

Waring rode out, looking for tracks. His men watched him until he had disappeared behind a rise. Bender, the new foreman, turned to his fellows. "I'd hate to be the man that the boss is lookin' for," he said, shaking his head. "Why, he's lookin' for Pat, ain't he?" queried one of the men. "That ain't what I mean," said the foreman. The wind died down suddenly.

Mazeppa was able, however, to bring him but few auxiliaries. The harshness of the winter, and other untoward events, weakened the Swedish force. The battle of Pultowa was a great victory for the Czar. Charles escaped with difficulty to Turkey. There he remained for three years, supported with his retinue, at Bender, by the Sultan.

And with a great assumption of easiness, the crony of Jack Curtiss walked rapidly off up the street. "I guess he's right," mused Hiram, as he hurried on home. "But if that wasn't Bill Bender who walked round that corner it was his ghost, and all the ghosts I ever read about don't wear squeaky boots." If Hiram had remained he would have had further cause to be suspicious and speculative.

Bender tried to put a speedy ball across Bruce's shoulders, but it was far too high. "Four balls take your base!" cried Carker. "The best thing you could have done, Mitt," laughed McCann. "Here comes the tall jay, and he never made a hit in his life." Ephraim Gallup's hands were trembling as he picked up a bat and walked out. His legs were weak, and there was a mist before his eyes.

Let them look out, though, for I'll get even with them before long, and in a way that will make them sit up and take notice." "Don't forget that young mischief maker, Joe Digby," suggested Bill Bender. "It was all his fault the young spy!" "Oh, I'll attend to him," Jack assured his chum, with a grating laugh that boded no good for the youngest member of the Eagle Patrol. "Want to go fishing?"

Wesley Bender was well known to be the most untidy boy in the class and had never shown any remorse for his reputation or made the slightest effort either to improve or to dispute it. He was content: it failed to lower his standing with his fellows or to impress them unfavourably. In fact, he was treated as one who has attained a slight distinction.