. Our young folks [serial]. Then everything grew breathlessly quietagain, until, lifting herself up out of the horizon, the gibbous moon began tostare at us, and make the gloom more visible with her feeble light. It turnedvery cold too, and I thought with apprehension of my boys, and especially ofthe two little half-castes, in case they had been persuaded to encamp for thenight in the place which Merton thought he remembered having onceheard Crabbe Waldron suggest as a capital sleeping-place, like RobinsonCrusoes cave. 74o Running Away. [December, We had some difficulty in finding it out, the
. Our young folks [serial]. Then everything grew breathlessly quietagain, until, lifting herself up out of the horizon, the gibbous moon began tostare at us, and make the gloom more visible with her feeble light. It turnedvery cold too, and I thought with apprehension of my boys, and especially ofthe two little half-castes, in case they had been persuaded to encamp for thenight in the place which Merton thought he remembered having onceheard Crabbe Waldron suggest as a capital sleeping-place, like RobinsonCrusoes cave. 74o Running Away. [December, We had some difficulty in finding it out, the Common was so dark, andfull of so many tortuous paths. We lost our way, and kept stumbling overfurze-bushes and heather, — no bogs, luckily, it was too high ground. Wedared not shout, both for fear of disturbing the village and of frighteningstill further from us the little runaways, in case they were obstinate. Butat last, quite unexpectedly, and when we had nearly given up the hope offinding them, we came upon the A most forlorn little party they were, huddled in the hollow of a gravel-pit, several feet below the surface of the Common. They had lighted a fire,from the embers of which still came the nasty, rather than appetizing savor,of frizzled, not to say burnt, ham, and toasted cheese; fragments of news-paper were flitting about in the night-wind ; and the last remnant of flaringcandle, stuck in the neck of a bottle, illuminated a muddled heap of legs andarms, out of which appeared two dirty, blubbered faces, — the poor littleIngledews. They had all four — as we afterwards discovered — begun their adventurein great glee; had walked some miles across country to that spot, waited 1868.] Running Away. 741 till dark, and then kindling this fire, had cooked their provisions in they were so hungry that in one meal all were consumed. Then theyounger boys grew exceedingly sleepy, and Crabbe proposed going to bed,— rather an imaginative proceeding. Howe
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