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"It would provide an outlook and give one work to do," he put it to his companion. "To have a roof over one's head, a sound body, and work to do, is not so bad. Such things form the whole of G. Selden's cheerful aim. His spirit is alight within me. I will walk over and talk to Bolter." Bolter was a farmer whose struggle to make ends meet was almost too much for him.
Paul was gentle in his manners, and possessed a very lovable disposition; in fact, he was almost a woman in all the tender susceptibilities of his nature; and those who knew him best knew not which to admire most, his genius or his magnetic character. Mr. Leon Bolter, the first assistant engineer, was thirty-six years old; and Mr. Fred Faggs, the second, was twenty-six.
You can't stop, if you would: you may die, but you can't stop; the engine may explode upon the road, and up you go along with it; or, may be a bolter and take a fancy to go down a hill, or into a river: all this you must bear, for the privilege of travelling twenty miles an hour.
Our hero, Bill Bowls, and his friend Ben Bolter, were stationed at one of the guns on the larboard side of the main deck. Flinders stood near them. Everything was prepared for action. The guns were loaded, the men, stripped to the waist, stood ready, and the matches were lighted, but as yet no order had been given to fire.
"I do not know," he says, resolutely. Corkey is convinced. "I'll bet it's true," he says, suddenly summing up the situation. He hurries away. The weather is wet and cold. Corkey is drenched, and of all things he dreads a drenching. For that he wears the thickest of clothes. Three hours later he is known to be badly beaten at the polls. He is denounced as a sore-head, a bolter, and a fool.
'The cutting away when there's anything wrong, and the eating all the wittles when there's everything right; is that his branch? 'Never mind, retorted Mr. Bolter; 'and don't yer take liberties with yer superiors, little boy, or yer'll find yerself in the wrong shop.
"Yes, sir, it is terrible; such fine steel too." "Fine steel? There isn't a better case in the army. I could do anything with these tools." Tom Long shuddered as he glanced at the long, fearfully keen knives, and the saw so horribly suggestive of taking off arms and legs. Doctor Bolter saw it, and smiled to himself.
She's got a pedigree longer than some lord's families, and 'er track record was what brought Mr. Lewis Bolter to Hengland when she was quietly put on the market. "Maybe they couldn't 'ave sold 'er to Henglish turfman," he added, whispering softly in Betty's ear, "for maybe the title to 'er would be clouded hand if she won another race somebody might go into court about it."
By the help of Doctor Bolter and Adam Gray, a large cask had been cut in half, and decorated on the outsides and edges with rough bark, in whose interstices were planted orchids, and the pretty maiden-hair fern; while upon these being both mounted upon a short rough stump, they formed a couple of rustic vases of huge size, standing just inside the broad verandah, on either side of the entrance door, and looked, when filled with water, and supplied with aquatic plants, no slight additions to the beauty of the place.
Claypole, otherwise Bolter, when, by virtue of the compact entered into between them, he had removed next day to Fagin's house. ''Cod, I thought as much last night! 'Every man's his own friend, my dear, replied Fagin, with his most insinuating grin. 'He hasn't as good a one as himself anywhere. 'Except sometimes, replied Morris Bolter, assuming the air of a man of the world.
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