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Something like ten minutes were occupied in this stealthy advance of the horse, at the end of which time he stood so that his head was directly over the shoulders of the prostrate man, who still lay as motionless as a statue. "Hooh!" exclaimed the rider, holding himself ready for any demonstration upon the part of the suspected white man.

Had the fugitive fired at him the moment he caught sight of his horse, he might have tumbled him to the ground, but it would have brought the rest of the party around him in an instant. As matters now stood, the Apache would have fired at the first movement he made, no matter how dexterous, to draw his hand from beneath his body, and so Tom bided his time. "Hooh!"

A looking-glass for their pockets! ha! ha! hooh!" Luckily the farce demanded laughter, or those parts of the pit which had not known Braintop would have been indignant. Mr. Pole became more and more possessed by the fun, as the contrast of Braintop's abject humiliation with this glaring testimony to his conceit tickled him. He laughed till he complained of hunger.

A looking-glass for their pockets! ha! ha! hooh!" Luckily the farce demanded laughter, or those parts of the pit which had not known Braintop would have been indignant. Mr. Pole became more and more possessed by the fun, as the contrast of Braintop's abject humiliation with this glaring testimony to his conceit tickled him. He laughed till he complained of hunger.

The Sentinel groaned aloud: a beautiful Greyhound who appeared to be one of the Ladies in Waiting fainted away: and all the other Courtiers hastily drew back, and left plenty of room for the huge Newfoundland to spring upon the audacious strangers, and tear them limb from limb. Only he didn't. "Yah! Hooh hahwooh!"

So, you see, it's true enough that the Englishwomen are fond of Irishmen," says Shane; "but, Tom, with, submission for stopping you, go on with your Wake." "The next play, then, is Marrying " "Hooh!" says Andy Morrow, "why, all their plays are about kissing and marrying, and the like of that." "Surely and they are, sir," says Tom. "It's all the nathur of the baste," says Alick.

You are about to die! prepare yourself for judgment." "Oh, Father dear! I can't I can't I am af afraid Hooh! hooh! God! You must do some thin'for for me! I never done anything for myself." "Glory be to God! that she has that much sinse, any way," exclaimed her husband. "Father, ahagur, I trust my vow was heard."

If you hold an ox by the horn and hit him by the bottom he runs round and round. He never goes anywhere. So, too, this war goes round and round. You know that, Generaal! "'Quite right, Adrian, says the General; 'but you must believe your Bible. "'Hooh! says Adrian, and reaches for the whisky.

Tom did not anticipate it, and he was prepared for that which followed. For several minutes the most perfect silence prevailed. At the end of that time, the scout knew that he was exactly beneath the spot whereon he had seen the answering signal, and scarcely stirred a muscle, keeping his head as close as possible to the boat, and so nearly submerged, that he could scarcely breathe. "Hooh! hooh!"

The hunter, not yet ready to make the desperate dash which he had reserved for the last final effort, if he should be driven to the wall, ceased work again and called out: "Hooh!"