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Hethcote lent him his pony, and having delivered his message in the guard-ship in the harbor, whence it would be taken out to the "Agamemnon," Jack went on board some of the transports, and discharged a number of commissions with which he had been intrusted by his comrades.
"Are you not going to take any luncheon?" he asked. "No, sir. Among the people I have lived with we don't eat at intervals of three or four hours, all day long." "Will you excuse me," pursued the other, "if I own I should like to know what people you have been living with? My name is Hethcote; I was associated, at one time of my life, with a college devoted to the training of young men.
Hethcote, his messmates crowded round him, and the men broke into a hearty cheer, again and again repeated.
Hethcote shouted, and each sailor, discharging his musket at the enemy, leapt into his place. "Give them a volley, Mr. Pascoe. Get your head round and row. Don't let the men waste time in firing." The volley from the launch again momentarily checked the enemy, and just as she got round, another discharge from the gun further arrested them.
Fortunately the next day the "Falcon" received orders to proceed to the Bosphorus, and got up her anchor and steamed up the Dardanelles before dark. Presently Mr. Hethcote came up to Jack, who was on duty on the quarter-deck. "I tell you what, Jack," he said quietly, "it is very lucky for you that we are away. The French officer died during the night. I hear that his lungs were pierced.
The shout of laughter which greeted the explanation was loud and general. "You're a scoundrel, Tom!" Allison said, "and I shall have to ask Mr. Hethcote to disrate you, and get some one here who is not a born idiot. Here, take this horrible mess away! Pour the contents of your plates back into the pot, boys, and put the plates together.
More trees behind the houses and, on the other side of the hill, cornfields, nothing but cornfields rolling away and away in great yellow plains, till they reached the golden sky and the setting sun, and were seen no more. That was our first view of Tadmor, when the stage-coach dropped us at the town." Mr. Hethcote still held out.
You have stated your principles. As to the application of them next? Nobody has a right to be rich among you, of course?" "Put it the other way, Mr. Hethcote. All men have a right to be rich provided they don't make other people poor, as a part of the process. We don't trouble ourselves much about money; that's the truth.
The light was answered by a sharp whistle, and they heard the beat of the paddles of the "Falcon" as she came down towards them, and five minutes later the boats were hoisted to the davits. "No casualties, I hope, Mr. Hethcote?" Captain Stuart said, as the first lieutenant stepped on board. "You seem to have got into a nest of hornets." "Yes, indeed, sir.
My name is Rufus Dingwell; and my home is at Coolspring, Mass. You do not bet? I express my regret, and have the pleasure of taking a seat alongside of you. What is your name, Sir? Hethcote? We have one of that name at Coolspring. He is much respected. Mr. Claude A. Goldenheart, you are no stranger to me no, Sir.
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