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More like Salomon nor anything else." "She must have directed that remark specially to you, I think," said Fred "let Dumps lead, West, he's tougher than the others, did she not, O'Riley?" "Be no manes. It wos to the pig she said it.

There, right in front of us, was the American schooner, her sails lazily flapping against her masts. "Full speed ahead, and stand by!" shouted the captain down the engine-room tube. "Signal to her to heave to, and if she does not obey, fire a shot right across her bows, Mr. O'Riley," continued the commander. "Mr. Brabazon, you take a boat and thirty men well armed.

"True, O'Riley, I did." "Faix, then, it's my opinion that yon bears is a mirage, an' the sooner we git out o' their way the better." A smothered laugh greeted this solution of the difficulty. "I think I can give a better explanation begging your pardon, O'Riley," said Captain Ellice, who had hitherto looked on with a sly smile.

"I hadn't bin there long before I took up wi' a feller named Peter O'Riley, an' we became pards. We determined to try our luck in the Walker River Mountains, where some new placers had bin started; but we hadn't got the money, so we agreed t' work a claim in Six-Mile Canon till we'd taken out enough dust t' pay for an outfit.

"Captain Guy," said O'Riley, addressing his commander with a solemn face, "haven't ye more nor wance towld me the queer thing in the deserts they calls the mirage?" "I have," answered the captain with a puzzled look. "An' didn't ye say there was something like it in the Polar seas, that made ye see flags, an' ships, an' things o' that sort when there was no sich things there at all?"

The men were much amused at first at the idea of "goin' to school", and some of them looked rather shy at it, but O'Riley, after some consideration, came boldly forward and said: "Well, boys, bad luck to me if I don't think I'll be a scholard afther all.

Before he could wink he went down before them, and the rushing mass of men passed over him like a mountain torrent over a blade of grass. Meanwhile Mivins ran ahead of the others, and gave the ball a kick that nearly burst it, and down it came exactly between O'Riley and Grim, who chanced to be far ahead of the others. Grim dashed at it.

Doo lie down agin, and I'll sing ye a ditty!" True to his word, O'Riley sat down by the dog-kennel, and gave vent to a howl which his "owld grandmother," he said, "used to sing to the pig," and whether it was the effects of this lullaby, or of the cold, it is impossible to say, but O'Riley at length succeeded in slipping away and regaining the ship, unobserved by his canine friends.

The cry had been uttered by a figure whose costume bore so close a resemblance to that which they themselves wore that they thought for a moment it was one of their own shipmates, but a second glance proved that they were mistaken, for the individual in question carried a spear which he brandished with exceedingly fierce and warlike intentions. "Faix, it must be her husband," said O'Riley.

"Och! but she's had a choice morsel, if it was a small wan," exclaimed O'Riley in surprise, as he picked up a plug of tobacco. On further examination being made, it was found that this bear had dined on raisins, tobacco, pork, and adhesive plaster!

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