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'Fight your best Kinraid! said Sir Sidney; 'for there's Boney on yonder hill looking at you.

Boney must have sadly disconcerted the comfortable system of these old warriors by the harrowing, restless, cut-and-slash mode of warfare that he introduced. He has put an end to all the old carte and tierce system in which the cavaliers of the old school fought so decorously, as it were with a small sword in one hand and a chapeau bras in the other.

He became still under it, as if some spell were upon him. After a time Lucas went on in the weary drawl that yet held such an infinite amount of human kindness. "Did you think I'd cut you out, Boney? Mighty lot you seem to know of me! It's true that for a time I thought myself necessary to her. Maybe, for a time I was. She hadn't much to live for anyway.

I had my walk as usual, and worked nevertheless very fairly. Corrected proofs. March 18. Took up Boney again. I am now at writing, as I used to be at riding, slow, heavy, and awkward at mounting, but when I did get fixed in my saddle, could screed away with any one. I have got six pages ready for my learned Theban to-morrow morning.

"In this case, my good sir, it is a constitution." "And what is a constitution?" "Why, it is sometimes as you perceive, an allegory." "And are we not to be mast-headed, then, according to the book?" "Figuratively, only." "But there are actually such critters as the Great Sachem, and Riddles, and above all, the Bobees! We are boney fie-diddle-di-dee elected?" "Boney fie-diddle-di-dee."

I did not write much yesterday, not above two pages and a half. I have begun Boney, though, and c'est toujours quelque chose. This morning I sent off proofs and manuscript. Had a letter from the famous Denis Davidoff, the Black Captain, whose abilities as a partisan were so much distinguished during the retreat from Moscow. If I can but wheedle him out of a few anecdotes, it would be a great haul.

Stop, sir, stop, for Heaven's sake! I agree with you, I agree with you! But, fortunately, there is little chance now that any new Boney will build boats at Boulogne to invade us." Mr. Caxton. "I am not so sure of that, Mr. Therewith my father earnestly recommended to Mr.

"And you'll put up a fight for it, eh, Luke? You're rather apt to slack when I'm not by." Was there a hint of wistfulness in the words? It almost seemed so. A very tender look came into the elder man's eyes. "With God's help, Boney," he said, "I'll pull through." Nap rose as if that ended the interview. Yet, rising, he still gripped the weak hand of the man who was his master.

Also the vagaries of Napoleon III. kept England in a perpetual state of distrust, in spite of the championship of Lord Palmerston, then in his second Ministry. Mothers still frighted their babes with the name of Boney, and the French were still the hereditary enemies of all good Cornishmen, so many of whom had gone to man the fleet that won at Trafalgar.

For a trip to Plymouth they'd put on sea-boots belike, or grey stockings and clogs: but at home they went bare-legged, and if they wore anything 'pon their heads 'twould be a handkerchief, red or yellow, with a man's hat clapped a-top; coats too, and guernseys like men's, and petticoats a short few inches longer; for I'm telling of that back-along time when we fought Boney and while seafaring men still wore petticoats in these parts at any rate.

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