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Updated: June 8, 2025
"There's nothing to prevent your becoming a Bandmaster, Lew," said the Bandmaster, who had composed waltzes of his own, and worked day and night in the interests of the Band. "What did he say?" demanded Jakin after practice. "Said I might be a bloomin' Bandmaster, an' be asked in to 'ave a glass o' sherry wine on Mess-nights." "Ho! 'Said you might be a bloomin' noncombatant, did 'e!
Whenever they found one, Charley focused the flash-light on it, moving the beam so as to dazzle the creature and keep the space behind it in darkness. And Lew would slip the coffee-pot into the water and move it cautiously up to the crayfish, ready for a final, quick scoop. Sometimes he was successful and sometimes the intended victim escaped.
Then: "I suppose you know what we are confronting, Mr. Van Lew?" "Mrs. Brewster told us as soon as we came back from the hills. Is it likely to be serious?" "Yes. I wish I could have persuaded Mrs. Brewster to order the Nadia out of it. But she has refused to go and leave Mr. Brewster behind." "I know," said Van Lew; "we have all refused." "So Miss Brewster has just told me," frowned Lidgerwood.
He stopped a minute to thank his cousin once more; but his cousin seen him coming and run swiftly off in a strange manner, as if not wishing to be thanked again. Then Lew Wee went on across a field and over the golf links. His idea was to take the little animal to his room in the clubhouse and keep it there until night, when he could take it into town and get all that money for it.
We could go out to our old camp in the mountains and spend the vacation there, fishing and hiking." "That's a mighty good suggestion, Lew. If we have our packs ready, we can start from high school the minute it is dismissed. We can make that early afternoon train and get off at that little flag-station at the foot of Stone Mountain.
Rod after rod Charley cleared a narrow lane and Lew kept close behind him with his torch. With amazing rapidity they extended their line. "If only we had the Wireless Patrol here," panted Lew, "we'd lick this old fire to a frazzle." On and on they went. To save their strength they exchanged tasks at intervals.
I presume the enemy was as much in need of time as ourselves. A volume could be filled with the stories of personal valor during that battle. General Lew Wallace says his division was, at a certain time, forming on one side of a field, while the Rebels were on the opposite side.
Jakin and Lew entered the boys' barrack-room with great stateliness, and refused to hold any conversation with their comrades for at least ten minutes. Then, bursting with pride, Jakin drawled: "I've bin intervooin' the Colonel. Good old beggar is the Colonel.
The little birds grow up and do the whole thing over again. That's that's marriage." "So?" said Natalie. A little frown came to her brows. Was that marriage, indeed? Then she shook the frown from her. "Lew," she said gravely, but placidly, "they tell me I'm to marry Dom Francisco. Isn't it isn't it funny?" Lewis stopped in his tracks and shook her hand from his arm. His eyes flared.
"Silas roused me out last night; but didn't stay long enough to say more than 'Indians." "I don't know much more than Silas. I saw several of the red devils who stole the horses; but how many, where they've gone, or what we're to expect, I can't say. We've got to wait for Jack or Lew.
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