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He bent Jack's arms behind him so that the wrists crossed. Then, pulling another cord from one of his pockets, the wretch tied the youngster's hands with a few deft movements. Oh, but this rascal was an expert artist with ropes and cords. Jack felt himself being prodded just over the pit of the stomach, and his senses slowly wandered back to him under the disturbing handling.
A quick glance showed the impending catastrophe. "Hey, kid, get out of the way," he yelled. The warning came too late. The ball skimmed over the grass, struck a hummock which had been overlooked by the builders of the diamond, and ricochetted upward into the hapless Mosher youngster's stomach. Yells filled the air. Skinny, unwilling slave, stooped over his prostrate brother.
Nay, methinks his English heart and yours did them good service. Indeed, the King himself told me as much by the mouth of Merrycourt. May that youngster's head only not be turned! Why, they set him at table above Berenger, and above half the King's gentlemen.
Too busy, likely, in sterilizing the youngster's mind. Then, when a dose of honest castor oil would have made good the trouble, she gave him a dose of Science and Health, instead. It may be all right in theory; in this practical case, she might just as well have rolled up the inspired pages into pills and have poked them down the baby's throat." And then the doctor pulled himself up.
Holman looked around at the basalt walls that hemmed us in on both sides, and then glanced at the pit in front. "But we can go no farther," he said. Leith's smile spread across his ugly flat face. "You are too young to know everything," he sneered. The youngster's eyes opened as he looked again at the circular pit with its brilliantly tinted sides.
Shortly after the youngster got to bed, something slipped over the back fence, and after prowling about the yard for a moment, climbed upon the shed and through the window into the room where Mike was just in the act of falling asleep. The thing, which was about the youngster's size, crept over the floor toward the bed, and then with a spring, landed squarely upon "
"Well, I have seen ye afore now, but you've 'scaped from me, youngster." "I'm Billy, alias the Bu'ster, alias the Cork, alias Gaff " "What, Billy Gaff? Dead and come alive again!" cried Haco, springing up and seizing the youngster's hand.
I'm thinking, notwithstanding, there was some of a youngster's luck in it; for ye were no' partic'lar in the aim ye took. Ye may be quick, Eau-douce, in the movement, but yer not philosophic nor scientific in yer management of the weepon.
"Of course you can," declared the Journalist. "Everybody in the world has one story to tell." "Sure," exclaimed the Lawyer. "No embargo on subjects?" "I don't know," smiled the Doctor. "There is always the Youngster." "You go to blazes," was the Youngster's response, and he added: "No war stories. Draw that line." "Then," laughed the Doctor, "let's make it tales of our own, our native land."
Here we were reinforced by a score of burghers, and we continued our way, keeping in a parallel with the railway, but behind some intervening hills. Presently a scout came in and reported the enemy in sight. "Forward!" ordered the commandant, and forward we raced along through the veld, keeping a look-out for holes. One youngster's horse went down, the rider turning a beautiful somersault.
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