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"I am ashamed of it, though; it isn't as it should be, you see," interrupts Tom. Tom interrupts by saying, "I've no friends." "I will help you to struggle, and to overcome the destroyer. Never think you are friendless, for then you are a certain victim in the hands of the ruthless enemy " "Well, well," pauses Tom, casting a half-suspicious look at the young man, "I forgot.

No such restraint interrupts your bliss. May you feel no bonds but those of love and friendship no rules but those that lead to happiness. Adieu. Yours sincerely, Philadelphia, 29th February, 1780. Your favours of the 1st and 5th inst. came to hand last night, and are both before me.

Will you be content to live in the colonies, and you shall have the half of every week entirely to yourselves? or will you choose to return to your miserable, wretched country?" But what is that which strikes their ears? Which makes them motionless in an instant? Which interrupts the festive scene? their country? transporting sound!

"Necessity forced me," pursues the woman, shaking her head. "I saw only the street before me on one side, and felt only the cold pinchings of poverty on the other. You had gone abroad " "It was my intention to have adopted the child as my own when I returned," interrupts Madame Montford, still clinging to that flattering hope in which the criminal sees a chance of escape.

"'Yes, said I, 'there's fine caviare at Billy Renfrew's cafe, corner of Thirty-fourth and "'God knows it, interrupts Mellinger, 'and if you'd told me you knew Billy Renfrew I'd have invented tons of ways of making you happy. Billy was my side-kicker in New York. There is a man who never knew what crooked was. Here I am working Honesty for a graft, but that man loses money on it. Carrambos!

"Miss Hurlhurst," cried Rex, in a voice husky with emotion, "I hold myself responsible for this young lady's presence here. "Ah!" interrupts Pluma, ironically; "and may I ask by what right you force one so inferior, and certainly obnoxious, among us?" Rex Lyon's handsome face was white with rage.

"The world don't think nothin' of us down here-we haven't had a bite to eat to-night," gruffly resumes the negro. "May them that have riches enjoy them, for to be supperless is no uncommon thing wid us," interrupts one of the women, gathering about her the shreds of her tattered garment, parting the matted hair over her face, and revealing her ghastly features.

"This faculty, the power of speaking to me, will be my undoing. It won't let me pray, it interrupts me with dreadful blasphemies. I dare not go on, I could not. Oh! Doctor, can the skill, and thought, and prayers of man avail me nothing!"

Some say "No, sir;" some begin to enumerate such books as occur to them, and some, perhaps, begin to name them promptly and in their regular order. "I do not mean," interrupts the teacher, "the names of the books, but the kinds of books." The boys hesitate. "They are epistles or letters. Do you know who wrote the letters?" "Paul," "Peter," answer many voices at once.

So in England I have known the most violent antagonist of the landed aristocracy himself a cobbler who interrupts a discourse on the crimes of the aristocracy by saying, "Though I myself descend from a county family." In an evil day Charles Monnier, enrolled in the National Guard, had received promotion in that patriotic corps.