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"Naw, it's not in the hip," said the old man. "My leg's gone at the knee." "Oh! stiff joint; I know what that is. Had a touch of it once myself. An uncle of mine was nearly crippled with it. He used to use St Jacob's oil. Ever try St Jacob's oil?" "Naw," said the old man, "not that I know of. I've used linseed oil though." "Linseed oil!" said Steelman; "I've never heard of that for stiff knee.

Flinging them off on either side, he stood up and waited for their victim to rise. But Cameron lay on his face, moaning and writhing, on the ground. "Say, boys," said Sam, kneeling down beside him, "I'm afraid he's hurted bad." In his writhing Cameron lifted one leg. It toppled over to one side. "Jumpin' Jeremiah!" said Sam in an awed voice. "His leg's broke! What in Sam Hill can we do?"

"What happened, Miles? Did you slip?" "The bridge gave way when I was half across," was the muttered response. "I think my leg's broken. I fell in and couldn't get clear just managed to raise my head out of the water and cling to the rail." "Hold tight," Julian enjoined. "I'm going to drag you across the road. It's the best I can do." They reached the threshold of the sitting room.

They dragged him back clear of any further falls, and improvised a stretcher on which to carry home his now unconscious body. "That was a hell o' a narrow shave," quietly observed Tam Donaldson, as they panted together, and tried to collect themselves. "His leg's wasted, I doot, an' will need to come off."

The joke here is, that he has had A FALL UP STAIRS, and has done himself so much hurt, that he will never be able to stand upon his leg's again. Everybody is puzzled how to account for this step; though it would not be the first time that great abilities have been duped by low cunning. But be it what it will, he is now certainly only Earl of Chatham; and no longer Mr.

Jack Bates called out guardedly. "I I'm hurt, boys," Andy lifted his head to say, strainedly. "My hoss stepped in a hole, and I wasn't looking for it. I guess my leg's broke." Jack snorted. "That so? Sure it ain't your neck, now? Seems to me your head sets kinda crooked. Better feel it and find out, while we go on where we're going."

I brought her going near as far as the Orange Tree. Coming back, near Leg's Corner, Little David Jeffries saw me, and looking upon me very lovingly, ask'd me if I was going to see his Grandmother? I said, Not to-night. Gave him a peny, and bid him present my Service to his Grandmother. October 24. Sarah came to the door with Katee in her Arms: but I did not think to take notice of the Child.

"I dunno if you'll find anyone upstairs. I'd go and ask, but my leg's lame." "So I see," said Hilary; "I'm sorry." The woman sighed: "Been like that these five years"; and turned back into her room. "Is there nothing to be done for it?" "Well, I did think so once," replied the woman, "but they say the bone's diseased; I neglected it at the start." "Oh dear!"

Gervaise, standing on the defensive, her chin thrust out, her features convulsed, said nothing, not having yet acquired the Paris gift of street gab. The other continued: "Get out! This girl's tired of wallowing about in the country; she wasn't twelve years old when the soldiers were at her. She even lost her leg serving her country. That leg's rotting off." The lookers-on burst out laughing.

It was obvious that the chopper had got away and Jim awkwardly climbed back. Now he was getting cool, he began to see what Carrie had done and when he joined her he felt embarrassed. "I'm sorry; I expect I was very rough," he remarked. "Oh," she said, "that doesn't matter! I think I understand. Besides, you are hurt." "Leg's stiff; that's all. I ought to have remembered. But, you see "

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