St Nicholas [serial] . of his heart,I think that we have every right to know. The Vicomte thought for a moment. He sawthat he must keep his temper; he recognized thenecessity for restraint. He indulged in a pinch ofsnuff, but said never a word. At that, they parted, Anthony leaving the Vi-comte standing without the inn. And if Master Anthonys thoughts were im-polite, those of Monsieur des Ormeaux wereblack indeed. He looked after the boy with amouth screwed sidewise. Ah, my little friend, he whispered, youwarn me that the time has come to act. Verywell. Within a week the blow shall fall: I 11b
St Nicholas [serial] . of his heart,I think that we have every right to know. The Vicomte thought for a moment. He sawthat he must keep his temper; he recognized thenecessity for restraint. He indulged in a pinch ofsnuff, but said never a word. At that, they parted, Anthony leaving the Vi-comte standing without the inn. And if Master Anthonys thoughts were im-polite, those of Monsieur des Ormeaux wereblack indeed. He looked after the boy with amouth screwed sidewise. Ah, my little friend, he whispered, youwarn me that the time has come to act. Verywell. Within a week the blow shall fall: I 11bring the house about your ears. At that, he whipped round upon his heel, en-tered the stable-yard of the inn, and paying thehostler royally, mounted the chestnut horse. Once more upon the road, he broke into aheadlong gallop. Nor did he draw rein until hewas over Freston Hill, and had come to the cot-tage of Gipsy Yates, where he rapped on thegate with his cane. (To he continued.) THE BROWNIES ICE-HARVEST BY PALMER COX. &(&&&, Palmer WHEN BROWNIES REACHED THEIR MEETING-GROUND. When Brownies reached their meeting-ground, One thus remarked to those around: Attention give! All signs have told That, though the winter may be cold, It will be short, so we should try And early get our ice supply. Though now you re cold, and maybe think You 11 never want a cooling drink, You 11 surely sing another note Next summer with a parching throat! Another said: At work we 11 go Upon the river here below. At cutting bread and cake and cheese, Or cutting shines, we hold the keys, And we 11 not take the second place To creatures called the human race At cutting ice, as will appear When we get down to business here. The way they cut, and scored and sawed, And pried the blocks, both long and broad, 444 Would make one wonder who was lateTo hear about their mystic trait,Or learn that every touch will tellWith Brownies, if we know them well. Some pieces drifted, as they willWhen they are counted s
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