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The lower part of the town was impossible on account of the mud, so I made my way out along the edge of the hills. The moon was sailing overhead. The shadows of the hills hung deep in the hollows; and, abroad, a wide landscape slept in the unearthly radiance. A thousand thousand cheerful frogs piped up a chorus against the brooding moon-stillness they could not quite break.
He again appreciated the convenience of having the water piped to this building, the same as to the dairy house, for a short hose gave them all the water they needed, when and where they needed it, and with the cement stored in the wagon shed near by they had all the materials they required to begin work.
"Time!" he cried, and obedient to his demand the referee's whistle piped. "Give your place to Post, Wills!" he commanded, and then, limping to Joel, he led that youth apart. "Can you play?" he asked hoarsely. "Yes." "Then get in there at full-back, and, O March, kick us out of this bloody place! I'll give you the ball on the next down. Kick it for all you're worth." He gave Joel a shove.
"Oh, come on," snarled Bayliss, plucking his crony's sleeve. "We don't want to ride with this truck, anyway." Into the next car stamped the two young men, their faces red with anger and shame. "Sneaks!" piped up some one. At the instant of their entrance into the car the air had been full of merry chatter. There were many High School girls in this car, and not many vacant seats.
Presently she raised the window a trifle more, so that the lower sill was above her head. Then, "Hoo-hoo-oo-oo!" she piped in her clear voice. A maid heard her, and pointed her out to another. Soon a number were looking her way. They smiled at her, too, Gwendolyn smiled in return, and nodded. At that, one of a group snatched up a square of white cloth and waved it. Instantly Gwendolyn waved back.
King to the same point, too exhausted with fright to utter a word. When he came out of his shock, the shabby man was standing by Phronsie, the crowd that saw nothing in the incident to promise further diversion, having melted away, and she was holding his hand, her little, mud-stained face radiant with happiness. "Oh, Grandpapa," she piped out, "it's your poor man!"
The bubbles had hardly burst, when all hands were piped down by the Boatswain, and the old jests were heard again, as if Shenly himself were there to hear. This man-of-war life has not left me unhardened. I cannot stop to weep over Shenly now; that would be false to the life I depict; wearing no mourning weeds, I resume the task of portraying our man-of-war world.
She was secured to the larboard side of the ship; and the hands were piped `clear lighter. Some of our men were in the lighter slinging the casks, others at the yard tackle and stay-falls hoisting in, some in the spirit-room stowing away. I was in the waist, bearing the casks over, down the hatchway; none of us thinking that we should never mix our grog out of that liquor."
I piped it at the top of my voice, and sure enough the regiment took up the chorus, for it had a famous swing. "An' ye had been where I had been, Ye wad na be sae cantie, O; An' ye had seen what I ha'e seen' On the braes o' Killiecrankie, O." When their breath was gone we heard Cowan shout that he had found a path under his feet, a path that was on dry land in the summer-time.
Mike was a gun pointer " "Well, what in thunder is he hesitating for?" Cappy piped wrathfully. "About me. Mike's married to me, you know, and he worries about what will happen to me if he should be killed. He knows I'll be broken-hearted if he enlists he's afraid I'll not let him go. But if I got my job back and was self-supporting, Mike's conscience would be " "Do you want him to go?" "No, Mr.
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