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As Cullen reached them a cloud of dust appeared on the road to the west, and he had stepped on to the verandah and exchanged greetings, and had been asked to explain the problem which was occupying their minds, before the cause of the dust-cloud went by at a hand-gallop in the form of two saddle-horses, one ridden by a long-legged, wiry, sandy-haired youth, and the other by a girl.
Queerly enough, the gazers before that window foot up the same, year in, and year out, something after this fashion: Item: One anemic little milliner's apprentice in coat and shoes that even her hat can't redeem. Item: One sandy-haired, gritty-complexioned man, with a drooping ragged mustache, a tin dinner bucket, and lime on his boots.
It was a school holiday, and she had come to the Garden in the forenoon; and it was soon after she reached the place that she saw him being wheeled along one of the paths by a snub-nosed, sandy-haired boy. She gave a keen glance into the sandy-haired boy's face, then ran toward him with a glad little cry. "Oh, you you! I know you even if I don't know your name. You found me! Don't you remember?
Captain Schantze, First Mate Miller, Second Mate Stange, stood waiting the ceremonial on the officers' bridge, an amused smile playing over their faces. A big, boy-faced sailor named Klaus, and the ship's blacksmith, a grey-eyed, sandy-haired fellow named Klumpf, followed the sailmaker close behind, as he swept along in his regalia, solemnly and majestically. And Klaus beat a triangle.
Bunting upbraiding someone for not having billed out that stuff to Apple Grove, and then the sandy-haired boy appeared bearing a large dictionary, followed by the man in the skull cap behind a dictionary of equal unwieldiness. These were set down on either side of the yellow paper, and he who was filling the position of cultivated gentleman pulled up a chair, briskly.
Six men would appear in the dinghy of the barge nearest us and carry off supplies for the rest. The men were mostly Frisians, slow-spoken, sandy-haired lads, very like the breed you strike on the Essex coast. It was the fact that Schenk was really a deep-water sailor, and so a novice to the job, that made me get on with him.
We may be silent, or we may be eloquent with nonsense or sense it is all one. So it was between George Allen and Miss Priscilla Broad, who at the present moment were sitting next to one another. George was a broad, hearty, sandy-haired, sanguine- faced young fellow of one and twenty, eldest son of the ironmonger. His education had been that of the middle classes of those days.
He was thin, sandy-haired, and wiry, about forty-five, with restless hands, and a cowed, half-sullen expression a drinker of strong drinks of the kind manufactured at the shanties, corrosive liquids that ate the souls out of men in quick order. Having disposed of the bullocks, the tinkling of whose bells was a foreign note in the night, two others came to the fire, carrying the tucker-box.
"There is not much fight in a Digger unless he's got the dead-wood on you, and then he'll make it rough for you. The speaker was a very red-faced, sandy-haired man, with blood-shot blue eyes, whom I met on his return to the Humboldt country after a visit to San Francisco. "Did you ever shoot an Indian?" I asked. "I first went up into the Eel River country in '46," he answered.
"Of all the fanatic f !" The sandy-haired young man checked his explosiveness in mid-air. He gave a glance at the bulge of bandage beneath Billy's coat sleeve and dropped into a chair beside him. "How's the arm?" he inquired in a tone of restraint. "Fine," said Billy without enthusiasm. "Glad of that. Afraid the canal bath wouldn't do it any good. Beastly old place, that."
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