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Updated: July 27, 2025


But we had little time to think of our personal appearances, for our way lay over the Mont Noir, and there are few places from which you can get a more wonderful view, for you can follow the firing line right away towards the sea, and your field glasses will show you the smoke rising from the steamers off Dunkirk.

Tramore cried, over her glasses. "The dearest and best creature that ever lived!" "He was kind, he had charming impulses, he was delightful. But he never reflected." Mrs. Tramore stared, as if at a language she had never heard, a farrago, a galimatias. Her life was made up of items, but she had never had to deal, intellectually, with a fine shade.

"Thank you," said he calmly, taking the tiny liqueur glasses from her hands; "what will you have cognac or green chartreuse?" "Chartreuse," I answered quietly. My eye had caught the labels which I knew to be genuine from the Grenoble printer. "Ah! you knew it Dieu! but it is good, that old chartreuse!" exclaimed my hostess with a rippling laugh as she filled my glass, "we are lucky to find it."

Twenty minutes later, we saw the ship back her main-top-sail, and, by means of the glasses, we plainly perceived the boat alongside of her. After some delay, the yawl was hoisted on the deck of the ship, and the latter filled her top-sail. I had some curiosity to ascertain what would come next.

Sister-in-law, you know how to talk! If you were a man you would have had your degree long ago. And, as a punishment, we will empty our three glasses." Once upon a time there was an old woman, who had two sons. But her older son did not love his parents, and left his mother and brother. The younger one served her so faithfully, however, that all the people spoke of his filial affection.

At the suggestion of Boyd, they stopped and examined the ground. The way was steadily growing steeper and more difficult, and the warriors, who were on foot could make greater speed than the fugitives. "Lend me your glasses a minute, young William," said the Little Giant. But he did not turn the lenses upon the Indians. Instead, he looked upward. "Thar's a narrow pass not fur ahead," he said.

"For all I know, this may be mine, but I don't know how it got into that sealskin bag. I never saw the bag until this morning after daylight." "He admits that he had the bag," somebody said behind me. "How did you guess that he wore glasses, anyhow?" to the amateur sleuth. That gentleman cleared his throat. "There were two reasons," he said, "for suspecting it.

And what does science do herself when she reaches that supreme point at which magnifying glasses become obscure and compasses powerless? It dreams, too; it supposes.

"A present!" gasped Wilhelmina and then she paused and blushed, for of course she had known it all the time. They were small glasses, for a lady, but it was nice of him to say it, and to mention her finding him on the desert. And now her mother would have to let her keep them, for, they were in remembrance of her saving his life.

At the end, the chairman calls "Prosit!" Everyone answers "Prosit!" and the next moment every glass is empty. The pianist rises and bows, and is bowed to in return; and then the Fraulein enters to refill the glasses. Between the songs, toasts are proposed and responded to; but there is little cheering, and less laughter.

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