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by Howard Pyle At first Avary had a great part of a mind to settle at Boston, in Massachusetts, and had that little town been one whit less bleak and forbidding, it might have had the honor of being the home of this famous man.
* The great legend of the Nibelungen told to boys and girls. * By JAMES BALDWIN. With a series of superb illustrations by Howard Pyle. One volume, square 12mo. $2.00. Mr.
By the time breakfast was over the gold of the rising sun was tipping the highest pines on the ridges. We started on foot, leaving the horses hobbled near camp. All the hounds appeared fit. Even Old Dan trotted along friskily. Pyle, a neighbor of Haught's, had come to take a hunt with us, bringing two dogs with him. For this last day I had formulated a plan.
"Why Joe closed wi' me, and we rolled down together, close to his garden hedge. Hearing the noise, out ran his wife with the oven pyle, and it being dark under the trees she couldn't see which was uppermost. 'Where beest thee, Joe, under or top? she screeched. 'O under, by Gad! says he. She then began to rap down upon my skull, back, and ribs with the pyle till we'd roll over again.
There was another loud and deafening crash of cannon, one, two, three four the last two almost together and almost instantly the boatswain called out, "'Tis the sloop, sir! look at the sloop!" by Howard Pyle The sloop had got afloat again, and had been coming up to the aid of the schooner, when the pirates fired their second broadside now at her.
Otis has collected reports of 25 cases of this form of injury from military practice exclusively. These were generally caused by a blow on the chest, by a piece of shell, or other like missile. Among the 25 cases there were 11 recoveries. As Ashhurst very justly remarks, this injury appears more fatal in civil than in military life. Pyle reports a case successfully treated, as follows:
I've never seen the dropsy, but a secret is more dangerous, for it dries you up. Dropsy has water to it. We had apple-dumplings for dinner. I sold mine to Lucy Pyle for two cents, and bought a stamp with it. The stamp is for The Letter. Miss Katherine has come back. Came night before last, but I've been too excited to write anything down.
The plant is pulled up for inspection, but the deeper roots remain behind, hidden in the earth. There was the elder Pyle, a dignified man, with a war record, who had been one of the committee that thrust the mayor of Warwick aside as unworthy to welcome the President. Here was a strange, unmeditated revenge! Emmet, through Lena, had done much to wreck the happiness of that household.
Captain Pyle was in command on the icebreaker "Canada" and saw to it that the limited supply of delicacies went to the wounded men most in need of it. There were several British officers on the icebreaker enroute to Murmansk who set up a pitiful cry that they had seen none of the extras to which they were accustomed, thinking doubtless that the American officer was holding back on them.
This fairy-tale comes from France, and it is told by Katherine Pyle in her book, "Fairy-Tales from Many Lands." A widow had two daughters. One was coarse and slovenly, with an ugly disposition, but because she resembled her mother the woman loved her and thought her beautiful. The other daughter had hair like gold and a complexion like a pink rose, while her eyes were as blue as the sky.
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