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Weel, just as I was coming upon the bit I saw a man afore me that I kenn'd was nane o' our herds, and it's a wild bit to meet ony other body, so when I cam up to him, it was Tod Gabriel the fox-hunter.
The next minute I saw him carrying in the unlucky Jack, who was bleeding from a cut in the forehead, and screaming vociferously. "Don't be frightened, Mrs. Tod; it is very slight I saw it done. Jack, my lad! be a man, and never mind it. Don't scream so; you alarm your mother."
Frederick the Great was especially fond of music, and played the flute with much skill and persistence, and his sister, the Princess Anna Amalie, was as gifted as her brother in a musical way. She wrote many compositions, of which an organ trio has been published in a Leipsic collection, while her cantata, "Der Tod Jesu," represents a more ambitious vein.
Her husband went to the back door. "He's sitting over by the pump talking to Tod. Sitting talking like they was one age. I reckon he's sort of half-witted." "How come?" sharply asked Mrs. Bridewell. "Ain't Tod got more brains than most growed-up men?" "I reckon he has," admitted the proud father.
Fogarty's handed to Polhemus, the doors burst in and Uncle Isaac lunging in tumbled the garments on the floor. On these the captain laid the body of the rescued man, the slouch hat still clinging to his head. While this was being done another procession was approaching the house. Tod and Parks were carrying Archie's unconscious form, the water dripping from his clothing.
This marvellous creation, which the dew had visited and clustered over, as stars over the firmament, was hung on the gate of the vegetable garden, and the spider, a large and active one, was regarding Tod with the misgiving natural to its species. Intensely still Tod stood, absorbed in contemplation of that bright and dusty miracle.
Sandy, emboldened by the discovery of the plank, made the first rush up and was immediately knocked from his perch by Tod, whose pole swung around his head like a flail. Then Scootsy tried it, crawling up, protecting his head by ducking it under his elbows, holding meanwhile by his hand.
"It's it's French for woodshed," the girl stammered. "It's your turn now," motioning toward the water. "But won't you tell me about Tod?" "Did you ask my father about him?" "If it was your father, yes." "And he didn't tell you!" "No, and he wouldn't let us search the island." "Well, I'm my father's daughter. So into the briny deep with you. I hope the fish don't bite you."
The camp fire had been blotted out as if by magic. Only the deep gloom of thick- set willows lay before him. "The fire's gone!" came in alarmed tones from Dave. "Tod Oh, Tod!" rang out once more through the still night air. This time there was an answer, but not the one the boys expected. A gruff voice demanded angrily: "Say, you idiots what in the thunder you want!"
Fulton's safe this minute, most likely, and we mustn't let them get away." "Well, what in thunder's Fulton got in a safe that any robber would want?" grumbled Mr. Ring, but stepping briskly along nevertheless. "Two men, you say? Guess Bignold and I can handle them. I've got my old horse-pistol if it doesn't blow out backwards." They had reached the house, and Tod went in to telephone, while Mr.
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