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There certainly had been a good haul; and, when Andrew carefully put those I had caught with the hand-line by themselves, I asked his sister to take them, if she liked. "Bless you!" said she, much pleased, "we couldn't eat one o' them big rock-cod in a week I'll take a little ha'dick if Andrer 'll pick me one out."
Ned settled the matter, however, by again using his fist, which he applied so promptly to the back of the robber's neck, that he dropped as if he had been shot. "Thank you God bless you, Ned," gasped Tom, as soon as he recovered breath; "you have saved my life, for certainly I could not have held out a minute longer. The villain has all but broken my right arm."
Believe me, right worthy, Bless us! what noble work we should make! how should I tickle it off! and what spirits should I find myself in, to be writing away for such readers! and you just heaven! with what raptures would you sit and read but oh!
'Bless your dear old heart for being so anxious! And what pretty picture were you drawing just now with your walking-stick! 'O, that! That is only a way I have of amusing myself. It showed how the French might have advanced to the attack, you know. Such trifles fill the head of a weak old man like me. 'Or the place where something is hid away money, for instance?
Well, then he married " "Was she a good woman?" "Good enough, yes; a leetle mite coarse-grained, but well-meanin' all through. Well, now, you know the neighbors blamed me for lettin' her have my things. Why, bless you, I didn't need 'em! An' Jim had used 'em so many years, he'd ha' missed 'em if they'd been took away.
"The girls have disappeared," said Dick, on making the turn ahead in the road. They came to a spot where the road divided into three forks and halted in perplexity. "Well, this is a nuisance," declared Tom, after scratching his head. "I suppose they thought we were watching them." "More than likely." "Which road shall we take?" "Bless me if I know." "Well, we can't take all three."
"Well, you know, child, when I came in for the estate it was not to say free." "What does that mean, father?" "It was my father before me your grandfather the best hunter in the county. He could take his bottle of port and never turn a hair; and he rode to hounds! God bless you, Nora! I wish you could have seen your grandfather riding to hounds. It was a sight to remember.
Crewe, being a man of the world, looked incredulous. "Senator," Mr. Flint continued, turning to Mr. Whitredge, "you know as much about politics in this State as any man of my acquaintance, have you ever heard of any connection between this Braden and the Northeastern Railroads?" The senator had a laugh that was particularly disarming. "Bless your soul, no," he replied. "You will pardon me, Mr.
Oh, do not, do not," he entreated, as his mother began to urge him to remain, "say that, mother; say rather, 'God bless you, and let me go. Believe me, it is best for me to do so." At these words Mrs. Gower ceased speaking. If, indeed, her loved son was striving to do the right thing, would she be the one to hold him back?
And they cannot order any punishment which he cannot pardon." By this time it had grown quite dark. "Shall I take you anywhere in my carriage?" said Lady Mary, as Dulcibel reappeared with a bundle. "It is not necessary," replied Master Raymond joyfully, "I will not compromise you any further. God forever bless your ladyship!
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