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The next moment the Dobson jibed under the impulse of the mainsail, and the swinging boom snapped Hiram's plug hat afar into the sea, and left the showman flat on his back, dizzily rubbing a bump on his bald head.

Hiram's punishing fists were finding their target more frequently now, for the truck man's defense was failing him. He was slowing up breathing hard gulping. "Guess it's time to stop it, Gentle Wild Cat," complacently observed Jim McAllen. Then Hiram finished it. He crowded his big antagonist and beat him to his knees with blows that seemed to be skull crushing.

That was what John Hiram meant: you have not read John Hiram's will, and I doubt whether those wicked men who are advising you have done so. I have; I know what his will was; and I tell you that that was his will, and that that was his intention." Not a sound came from the eleven bedesmen, as they sat listening to what, according to the archdeacon, was their intended estate.

The rocky land had claimed him and held him down. They had had enough to eat and to keep them warm beyond that, nothing. Now he lay with Hiram's mother between the big bull pines on Wild-cat Hill. There was in Hiram's thoughts no bitterness against his parents. They had been always kind and had given their best to him. The rocky land had held them chained.

Bold, now, alas, a widow; and had almost daily visited the wretched remnant of his former subjects, the few surviving bedesmen now left at Hiram's Hospital. Six of them were still living. The number, according to old Hiram's will, should always have been twelve.

He presently quit drinking and swearing, and married a pretty indeed, a very charming rosy-cheeked girl, whose only fault was, as he said, that she was foolish enough to love him. This girl was the daughter of his landlady, and not worth a penny in money. Till Hiram's 'affair' with Emma Tenant, he had exercised sufficient influence over Hill to prevent his committing himself.

I reckon Hiram's got about ten thousand horse-power waiting to be let loose; so we may as well let them go. Hold on, Mr Lennard, and don't breathe any more than you can help for a minute or two." Lennard, remembering his cruise in the Ithuriel, held on, and also, after filling his lungs, held his breath.

"Why, yes; but Miss Eleanor for I remember her before she was married at all, when they lived at the hospital " "At the hospital?" "Hiram's hospital, sir. He was warden, you know. You should go and see the hospital, sir, if you never was there before. Well, Miss Eleanor, that was his youngest, she married Mr Bold as her first. But now she's the dean's lady." "Oh; the dean's lady, is she?"

Not against a man like you that's got thutty thousand dollars in the same bank, and a man that they know! By the time he got it explained to any one so that they'd mix in, you can be at the bank and have it all done." "Well, he ain't got cold in his legs, has he?" demanded the Cap'n, failing to warm to Hiram's enthusiasm.

Bronson had put his hand on Hiram's shoulder, and urged him down the length of the room. They had come to a heavy portiere; Hiram thought it masked a doorway. "Here is the fellow himself," exclaimed Bronson suddenly. The curtain was whisked away. Hiram heard Lettie giggling somewhere in the folds of it.

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