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Johnson made a detour on his way to the main-rigging, and muttered: "Say the word, sir, and I 'll chance it. No jury'd convict." "No, no; go aloft, Johnson. I'm all right," answered Breen, as he bent over the distasteful task. Johnson climbed the rigging to the main-royalyard, which he was to scrape for reoiling, and had no sooner reached it than he sang out: "Sail oh! Dead ahead, sir.

"Yo' 'll have to skuse Marse Harry seein' yo in bed, but his laig's pow'ful bad to-day, and he can't stand," said the servant reentering the room. "Skuse me, sah," he added in a dignified confidential whisper, half closing the door with his hand, "but if yo' wouldn't mind avoidin' 'xcitin' or controversical topics in yo' conversation, it would be de better fo' him."

'Oh, blessed hour! says Molly, 'here's my father. 'I'll spake to him this minute, says Bill. 'Oh, not for the world, says she; 'he's singin' the "Colleen Rue," says she, 'and no one dar raison with him, says she. 'An' where 'll I go, thin? says he, 'for they're into the haggard an top iv us, says he, 'an' they'll see me iv I lep through the hedge, says he.

And when that crowd heard it they looked sick. God, how sick they looked! They didn't wait for no second swing, but they beat it hard and fast through the door with me after 'em. They scattered, but I kept right on and didn't never really stop till I reached the mountain-desert and you, Jim." "Which is a good yarn," said Bud Mansie, "but I can tell you one that 'll cap it. It was "

Then @'ll have to convince them @'s trustworthy enough to be allowed access to the base's defenses to determine their strength, and to communication facilities to call in a strong enough Navy force to take the base out . . . preferably coming out alive @self." Medart paused. He wished he could read the Sandeman's mind, but Nevan's shield was definitely up.

But how could you, you, Edgar Noble, take that evil-eyed, fat-nosed, common Tony Selling for a friend? I wonder at you!" "He is n't so bad in some ways. I owe him eighty dollars of that money, and he says he 'll give me six months to pay it." "I 'm glad he has some small virtues," Polly replied witheringly. "Now, what can we do, Edgar? Let us think.

Cappadocia 'll want you. So shall I. You do me good. I'll play quite fair, I promise you. Good-night." The sun stood in a triumph of crimson and gold, which passed into the fine blue of a belt of earth mist.

Now, one half o' them pies 'll be dried up afore they can eat the rest; 't aint much loss, for Mis' Prin sent 'em down, and if they are worth anything, it's the first time anything ever come out of her house that was. Now look at them biscuit!" "How many are coming to eat them?" said Fleda. "How?" "How large a family has the minister?" "He ha'n't a bit of a family! He ain't married." "Not!"

"You just perch on that cracker-keg, and I 'll see that you get enough," said Tom, putting a dumbwaiter before her, and issuing his orders with a fine air of authority. "We are a band of robbers in our cave, and I 'm the captain; and we pitch into the folks passing by, and go out and bring home plunder.

It was Saturday night and after the old man had put Shiloh to bed, he mounted his horse and rode across the mountain to Westmoreland. "Oh," said the old lady "he's gwine over to Miss Alice's to git his Sunday School less'n. An' I'd like to know what good Sunday school less'ns 'll do any body.