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"First man in!" cried Bruno, whose clothes seemed to slip off the more readily; but Waldo was not to be outdone so easily, and, reckless of the consequences, he plunged into the eddying pool, with fully half of his daylight rig still in place.
"Found what, uncle Phaeton?" asked Waldo, a bit doubtfully. "The Lost City of the Aztecs, of course! Oh, glad day, glad day!" "Unless what if it should prove to be only a a mirage, uncle Phaeton?" almost timidly ventured Bruno, a moment later. The professor gave a great start at this almost reluctant suggestion, shrinking back with a look which fell not far short of being horrified.
Waldo afterwards declared she certainly did, for that a moment later he saw some of that moistened stain upon her quivering lips; but Waldo was ever extravagantly fond of a jest, and it may be never mind!
Waldo was a plump, indolent young man of seven-and-twenty, whose mother had early in his life decided for him that he was unusually delicate, and by dint of much coddling and home-keeping had succeeded in making him physically soft and mentally peevish.
Then Nature will draw down her veil; with all your longing you shall not be able to raise one corner; you cannot bring back those peaceful days. Well to die then! Sitting there with his arms folded on his knees, and his hat slouched down over his face, Waldo looked out into the yellow sunshine that tinted even the very air with the colour of ripe corn, and was happy.
Then, feeling that he had fallen from that high gravity which was as spice to the pudding, and the flavour of the whole little tragedy, he drew himself up. "Waldo," he said, "confess to me instantly, and without reserve, that you ate the peaches." The boy's face was white now. His eyes were on the ground, his hands doggedly clasped before him. "What, do you not intend to answer?"
This proved to be considerable, although it needed but a single look into the professor's face to learn that his eager hopes and exalted anticipations fell far short of realisation. "Well, it's a sea all right," generously declared Waldo, giving a vigorous sniff by way of strengthening his words. "I can smell the salt clear from this.
Not being, in fact, stone-deaf, Waldo found himself obliged to make some response. As much from embarrassment as from anger, he spoke gruffly. "That's nothing," he said. "I'd have done as much for a stray dog, and like as not I'd have got bit all the same!"
Dissolve the body and the night is gone; the stars are extinguished, and we measure duration by the number of our thoughts, by the activity of reason, the discovery of truths, the acquirement of virtue, the approval of God." Miss Mary Emerson showed something of the same feeling towards natural science which may be noted in her nephews Waldo and Charles.
"Why, uncle Phaeton, let you just slam one o' those dynamite shells inside a chief " "Nay, Waldo, must I repeat, we are not here for the purpose of conquest, unless by purely amicable methods. There must be no fighting, for or against. Savages though most people would be inclined to pronounce yonder race, they are human, with souls and " "But I always thought they were heathens, uncle Phaeton?"
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