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"Run for a cab, Willie," said Fred Auberly. Willie was off in a moment. At the same instant, a messenger was despatched for Dr Offley, and in a short time after that, Frank Willders was lying on his mother's sofa, with his left leg broken below the knee.
Willie, with a face of meekness, that can only be likened to that of a young turtle-dove, replied: "Please, ma'am, it isn't my sister as has married Mr Auberly; but it's my brother, Frank Willders, as hopes to marry Miss Loo Auberly, on account o' havin' saved her life, w'en she comes of age, ma'am."
"Hopkins!" said Mr Auberly, handing him a slip of paper, "go to this address and ask for the boy William Willders; if he is there, bring him here immediately; if not, find out where he is, search for him, and bring him here without delay. Take a cab."
One consequence of this was that Willie Willders, having begun as a Jack-of-all trades, pushed on until he became a philosopher-of-all-trades, and of many sciences too, so that it would have been difficult to find his match between Charing Cross and Primrose Hill. And Willie was not changeable.
Mrs Willders persisted in calling her strapping sons "boys," despite the evidence to the contrary on their cheeks and chins. "Here he comes!" cried Frank, as a rapid step was heard.
Now, it must not be supposed that this was the end of Frank's career. In truth, it was only the beginning of it, for Frank Willders was one of those men who know how to make a good use of money. His first proceeding after the honeymoon was to take a small farm in the suburbs of London. He had a tendency for farming, and he resolved at least to play at it if he could make nothing by it.
"Nay, nay, Frank," said the peaceful Mrs Willders, "you must not say `better ends, because it is a great and glorious thing to defend one's native land." "A very just observation," said Miss Tippet, nodding approval. "Why, mother, who would have expected to hear you standing up for the red-coats in this fashion?" said Frank.
"I've forgot to fetch mine." "Here you are," said Dale, offering him a piece of twist. "Han't ye got a bit o' hard baccy for the tooth?" said Rags. "Will that do?" asked Frank Willders, cutting off a piece from a plug of cavendish. "Thank'ee. Good afternoon." Young Rags put the quid in his cheek, and went away humming a tune.
Mr Tippet, whose wonted vivacity was quite subdued by the freezing influence of the Eagle, said that he had not heard of it; whereupon Miss Tippet said that she had heard of it, and so had Willie Willders, who had heard of it from his brother Frank, who had heard of it from Joe Corney himself; and then she attempted to relate the matter, but failed, and finally asked Willie to tell the story, which Willie did with much gusto; looking at Miss Deemas all the time, and speaking in a very positive tone, as if he thought she was doubting every word he said, and was resolved to hurl it in her teeth, whether she chose to believe it or not.
"No other way!" cried Willie; "why didn't he drop? He's so proud of his strength, is Blazes, that he jumped off-hand a' purpose to show it! Ha! he'd be the better of some o' my caution. Now, mother, I'm off to bed." "Get the Bible, then," said Mrs Willders.
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