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The moment M'Kay seized the soldiers an act of which Lord Rae was apprised by the former's calling out, "Noo, noo, my lort" he rushed out, ran along the passage, descended the stair in three or four leaps, came upon the little turnkey unawares, as he was looking over the half-door of the prison entrance his sole occupation during three-fourths of the day seized him by the neck of the coat behind, laid him down, as M'Kay had done by the soldiers, at his full length no great length after all on the floor; drew the form to the door, placed it over the little turnkey in such a way as to prevent his rising, jumped on it, leapt into the street at one bound, and instantly disappeared.
After that little escapade of Miles Warrington, junior, I saw nothing of him, and heard of my paternal relatives but rarely. Foker told me that he had heard on 'Change "that they were going to make my uncle a Beer." "A Beer?" says I in wonder. "Can't you understand de vort, ven I say it?" says the testy old gentleman. "Vell, veil, a Lort!"
"Well, Shake Fulwiler, now you stand up. What hash you been doin in dis lower world?" "Ah! Lort, ich does not know." "Well, Shake Fulwiler, hasn't you got a mill?" "Yes, Lort, ich hash." "Well, Shake Fulwiler hasn't you never taken too much toll?" "Yes Lort, ich hash; when der water wash low, and mein stones wash dull, ich take leetle too much toll."
"I would make any arrangements you or he might wish," he said. "He should take his meals with Mrs Courthope, have a bedroom to himself and be required only to look after the yacht, and now and then do some bit of business I could n't trust any one else with." The highlander's pride was nearly satisfied. "So," he said, "it 'll pe his own henchman my lort will pe making of her poy?"
Captain Lort Stokes may be considered the last, but by no means the least, of the Australian navigators. On one occasion he was speared by natives of what he justly called Treachery Bay, near the mouth of the Victoria River in Northern Australia, discovered by him. His voyages occurred between the years 1839 and 1843.
Few narratives of the survey of our coasts have read with so much interest as that of the cruise of the BEAGLE. Partly is this owing to the intense love of exploration and discovery that seems to have animated the spirit of her commander, Captain Lort Stokes, throughout whose journal there breathes the very essence of genuine enthusiasm.
Ta pipes shall co town from cheneration to cheneration to ta ent of time; yes, my lort, until ta loud cry of tem pe trownt in ta roar of ta trump of ta creat archanchel, when he'll pe setting one foot on ta laand and ta other foot upon ta sea, and Clenlyon shall pe cast into ta lake of fire." He ended with a low bow.
And then, as one of the soldiers appeared in the doorway, "Have you got him?" the apothecary cried eagerly. "Ay, ay," the man said. "But where is he?" "Hughes and Lort are bringing him." "Are they enough?" Eubank cried anxiously. "Plenty," the soldier answered with some scorn. "He made no fight." "I'll lay you caught him under her window?" Eubank returned, licking his lips.
"Vere is dat ornament to his Majesty's service?" I came in from the back shop, where I was polishing the boots, with one of them in my hand. "Look, my dear," says he, "here is an old friend of yours, his Excellency Lort Cornvallis! Who would have thought such a nobleman vood turn shoeblack? Captain Stobbs, here is your former flame, my dear niece, Miss Grotty.
A sudden trembling seized me I knew it was Stiffelkind. What had brought him here? He talked loud, and seemed angry. So I rushed into the school-room, and burying my head between my hands, began reading for dear life. "I vant Lort Cornvallis," said the horrid bootmaker. "His lortship belongs, I know, to dis honorable school, for I saw him vid de boys at chorch yesterday." "Lord who?"
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