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I can scarce hold back my tears, when the southern moon ap-pears, For 'tis our humble cottage where it shines; Once again we seem to sit, when the eve-ning lamps are lit, With our faces turned to-ward the golden west, When I prayed that you and I ne'er would have to say 'Good-bye, But that still to-gether we'd be laid to rest. "As she sang, a lump kind of crawled up in my throat.

"And you on the plains?" "Ah! It takes better than Osmanli to conquer the men of Zeitoon!" he gave the Turks their own names for themselves with the air of a brave fighting man conceding his opponent points. "We heard what our wives had done. We were encouraged. We prevailed! We fell back to-ward our mountain and prevailed!

"No," said Peter, trying to soften the situation; "it's me; she's terribly hurt about " he nodded to-ward the white section "that business." Cissie opened her clear brown eyes. "Your own mother turned against you!" "Oh, she has a right to be," began Peter, defensively. "I ought to have read that deed. It's amazing I didn't, but I I really wasn't expecting a trick, Mr.

"What has worried you?" tenderly inquired Mrs. Markland. "I met with a strange rumour in the city." "About what?" "About Mr. Lyon." Mrs. Markland's whole manner changed, her usual quiet aspect giving place to strongly manifested interest. Her eyes, as well as those of her husband, turned to-ward Fanny, who, by partial aversion, sought to hide from close observation her suffused countenance.

With the periscope we worked from Kaba Tepe on the left clear across the ground in front of us to the north. Over in the west, by hazy Imbros, were five or six ships; there was another fleet in the north to-ward the Gulf of Saros, and little black beetles of destroyers crawled here and there across the blue sea floor.

His speech was literary, emphasizing every syllable; he would now say that he had had a suf-fi-ci-en-cy, and that people had ma-ni-fest-ed much love to-ward him. Of the file-leader in the second company of His Majesty's Grenadiers there was nothing left but the height and the uncouth feet and paws. His sentiments were mild and kind.

Runnin' horses is like playin' poker. Every feller fer himself an' mercy to-ward none! I knowed what it meant when I shook with yuh, young feller, and I hold ye to it. I hold ye to it! You lay low if I tell ye to lay low, and we'll make us a few dollars, mebby. C'm on and git that horse outa here b'fore somebuddy comes. It's mail day."

His jaw drew spasmodically and obliquely downward; his eyeballs rolled to-ward his feet, and began to swell; lividness, like a horrible shadow, fastened upon him, and, with a sort of gurgle and sudden check, he stretched his feet and threw his head back and gave up the ghost. They sewed him up in a saddle blanket. This was his shroud; too like a soldier's.

The other simply motioned to-ward the edge of the walk. "Stand over there," he said. By this the spell was broken. Even while the soldier resumed his short, solemn walk, other figures shuffled forward. They did not so much as greet the leader, but joined the one, sniffling and hitching and scraping their feet. "Gold, ain't it?" "I'm glad winter's over." "Looks as though it might rain."

The other simply motioned to-ward the edge of the walk. "Stand over there," he said. By this the spell was broken. Even while the soldier resumed his short, solemn walk, other figures shuffled forward. They did not so much as greet the leader, but joined the one, sniffling and hitching and scraping their feet. "Gold, ain't it?" "I'm glad winter's over." "Looks as though it might rain."