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"The man that picks him up'll find an ugly customer; he'd be licked afore he begun. I tell you what, them Ridgeley boys is no fighters, but the stuff's in 'em, and Bart's filled jest full. I'd as liv tackle a young painter." This was Neaze's view. "That's so," said Jo.

It'll be unpleasant work, I know, because I've been there myself to see, and the places don't smell nice at all worse than Genoa or the old town at Nice even, I can tell you: but it'll make you a name; and in any case the publisher who's getting it up'll pay you well for it." Of course, Mr. Verney says "Yes." Then we go on to Mr.

"Well, we'll get over to Biloxi as soon as we can and look over the ground. When we think we've located the treasure, we'll just shove a spade into the sand and up'll come the dollars." "Sure, Tom, you've got it all doped out to a dot." "Where are we now? Seems we ought to be nearly to Biloxi by this time. We've been hitting up a pretty good pace." "We've got a long ways to go yet.

It's no good, Tommy, my lad, that there's your job; bite yer teeth hard and hold on. Bime by it'll be too much for yer, and she'll begin to slide and slither; but don't you mind, it'll be all right up'll go your hands with the rope, and then in they'll go, fingers first, into the ring.

Paul," said Uncle Jake, looking confidentially at another dram which he had poured into the tin cup, "St. Paul says ther' er divers an' many wimmin, an' I reckon he know'd. Ther' er some you kin fret an some you can't. Ther's my ole 'oman: the livin' human bein' that stirs her up'll have ter frail 'er out, er she'll frail him."

"It can't last long," they said. "We've only to climb one of them two hills either Sari Bair on the Suvla front, or old Achi Baba at Helles and the trick's done. From the top of either of 'em we shall look down upon the Narrows, and blow their forts to glory. Up'll go the Navy, and there y'are!" It would be over by Christmas, they believed; for Christmas was always the pivot of Tommy's time.

The shelter we've fixed up'll keep out the coarsest o' the rain, anyway. Most o' the boys ain't got none." When the rations arrived, Si and Shorty had energy enough to draw, cook and devour an immense supper. Then they felt more tired than ever. Shorty had managed to tear off a big piece of the wagon cover while he was showing much zeal in getting the rations distributed quickly.