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So he commenced an analysis of nearly an hour long, and in it gave some astonishing accounts of the wonderful statesmanship of Calhoun, Butler, and Rhett, tapering down with a perfect fire-and-thunder account of the military exploits of General Quattlebum and Captain Blanding.
Gray, "and call the big boys. There's a man drowning in the pond!" The game was over at once, and each young heart thrilled with vague horror. Abel Newt, Muddock, Blanding, Tom Gait, Jim Greenidge, and the rest of the older boys, came rushing out of the school-room, and ran toward the barn, in which the boat was kept upon a truck.
There were no personal allusions in what Abel had said, but Gabriel took him up a little curtly: "Pooh! Abel, how would you like to have Gyles Blanding shy his boots at your head?" Abel looked at him a moment, sarcastically. Then he replied: "My young friend, I should like to see him try it. But fagging concerns small boys, not large ones."
In a few moments the procession turned into the grounds, and the boat was drawn to the platform. "The little boys may go," said Mr. Gray. They dropped the rope and turned away. They did not even try to see what was done with the body; but when Blanding came out of the house afterward, they asked him who found the drowned man. "Jim Greenidge," said he.
"Don't you like fish, Farthingale?" Farthingale was a new boy, who blushed, and said, promptly, "Oh! yes, Sir." "Don't you like fish, Mark Blanding? Your brother Gyles used to," asked Mr. Gray. "Yes, Sir," replied that youth, slowly, and with a certain expression in his eye, "I suppose I do." "All boys who are in favor of having fish dinner on Fridays will hold up their right hands," said Mr.
"The truth is, Gyles;" said Abel to Blanding, his chum, "Gabriel Bennet's mother ought to come and take him home for the summer to play with the other calves in the country. People shouldn't leave their spoons about." The two boys went in to tea. In the evening, as the pupils were sitting in the dining-room, as usual, some chatting, some reading, others quite ready to go to bed, "Mr.
Gray. He looked eagerly round the table. "Come, come! up, up, up!" said he, good-naturedly. "That's it. Mrs. Gray, fish on Fridays." "Mr. Gray," said Mark Blanding. "Well, Mark?" "Ain't fish cheaper than meat?" "Mark, I am ashamed of you. Go to bed this instant." Mark was unjust, for Uncle Savory had no thought of indulging his purse, but only his palate. When the criminal was gone Mr.
In the mounds on the Wateree River, near Camden, S. C., according to Dr. Blanding, ranges of vases, one above the other, filled with human remains, were found. Sometimes when the mouth of the vase is small the skull is placed with the face downward in the opening, constituting a sort of cover. Entire cemeteries have been found in which urn-burial alone seems to have been practiced.
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