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The best and most thorough work in English is J. R. Seeley, Life and Times of Stein, or Germany and Prussia in the Napoleonic Age, 2 vols. . Standard German works, all highly patriotic in tone: Ludwig Haeusser, Deutsche Geschichte vom Tode Friedrichs des Grossen bis zur Gruendung des deutschen Bundes, 4th ed., 4 vols. ; K. T. von Heigel, Deutsche Geschichte vom Tode Friedrichs des Grossen bis zur Aufloesung des alten Reiches, 2 vols.
I came to tell you that I had got to quit your business; but if you want to hear a temperance lecture there's Habakkuk; he can do it better than anybody I know of." Mr. Hastings' dignity broke once more into laughter. "Well, Tode," he said at last, "I'm sorry you're such a simpleton. I had a higher opinion of your sharpness. I think Mr. Roberts meant to do well by you.
'O Lord, don't let Tode ever touch a drop of rum." "He doesn't need time," pleaded her visitor. "He can hear both prayers at once. He can save both you and Tode in a second of time; and he loves you and is waiting." This was her answer: "O Lord, don't let Tode ever touch a drop of rum." All that woman's soul was swallowed up in the one great longing.
Tode appreciated the spirit that prompted the offer, but he was also shrewd enough to foresee that should he accept it, these boys would expect favours in the way of prices and quantities when they dealt with him in the future, and so he declined. "Reckin I can stan' on my own feet, boys," he answered. "I've been a-tinkerin' up the ol' stand, an' I'm a-goin' to start in again to-morrow.
Tode nightly chuckled over his invention as he started from a new figure and raced glibly around to the climax, thereby calling forth the unqualified approbation of Winny, not unmixed now and then with a certain curious air of admiration at his rapid strides around the mystic circle. In fact, things were progressing.
He didn't see his way clear, but the more difficult the way grew the more delightful it looked to Tode, and the more determined was he to tread it. The hour sped on. Mr. Hastings' breakfast was concluded. He was in the depot now talking with an acquaintance. Tode was just behind him thinking still. "All aboard!" shouted the official. "Passengers for Buffalo this way!" And Mr.
He bought his papers and set off for his usual beat. Scenting a fight a good many of the boys followed. As Dick had said, Tode found the big fellow on the ground, lustily crying his papers. Tode marched straight up to him. "See here, Carrots, this's my beat. You clear out d'ye hear?" he shouted. The big fellow leered at him scornfully, and without a word in response, went on calling his papers.
Oh dear, you don't know what fathers can become to their children, if you think he missed him. Please remember his last act had been to kick his son out of a cellar into the snow; but Tode bore him no ill-will for this or any other attention. Oh no, nor good-will either. Why, his father was simply less than nothing to him.
You're a fine specimen, aren't you? What do you think the bishop will say to all this?" Tode had recognised the voice of Mr. Gibson, the secretary. He knew that the secretary had a way of going about as soft-footed as a cat. He tried to jerk his ear free, but at that Mr. Gibson gave it such a tweak that Tode could hardly keep from crying out with the pain.
"An' so you cut an' run?" put in Tode, as the girl paused. "Yes and I'll never go back to her, but I don't know what I can do. Do you know any place where I can stay and work for Little Brother?" The dark eyes looked up into the boy's face with a wistful, pleading glance, as the girl spoke. "I'd know no place," replied Tode, shrugging his shoulders carelessly.
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