. Denis Duval, Lovel the widower, The Wolves and the lamb, The second funeral of Napoleon ... with illustrations by the author and by Frederick Walker . Stay—your mother is in Deal. You can go ashore, and shewill fit you out. Here are letters for you. I wrote toDr. Barnard as soon as I found who you were. With this, I took leave of my good patron and cap-tain, and ran off to read my two letters. One, from and the Doctor conjointly, told how alarmedthey had been at my being lost, until Captain Pearsonwrote to say how I had been found. The letter from mygood mother informed me, in he
. Denis Duval, Lovel the widower, The Wolves and the lamb, The second funeral of Napoleon ... with illustrations by the author and by Frederick Walker . Stay—your mother is in Deal. You can go ashore, and shewill fit you out. Here are letters for you. I wrote toDr. Barnard as soon as I found who you were. With this, I took leave of my good patron and cap-tain, and ran off to read my two letters. One, from and the Doctor conjointly, told how alarmedthey had been at my being lost, until Captain Pearsonwrote to say how I had been found. The letter from mygood mother informed me, in her rough way, how shewas waiting at the Blue Anchor Inn in Deal, andwould have come to me; but my new comrades wouldlaugh at a rough old woman coming off in a shore-boatto look after her boy. It was better that I should go toher at Deal, where I should be fitted out in a way becom-ing an officer in his Majestys service. To Deal accord-ingly I went by the next boat; the good-natured sur-geons mate, who had attended me and taken a fancy tome, lending me a clean shirt, and covering the wound onmy head neatly, so that it was scarcely seen under my. Deniss Valet I ENTER HIS MAJESTYS NAVY 169 black hair. Le paiivre cher enfant! comme il estpale! How my mothers eyes kindled with kindness asshe saw me! The good soul insisted on dressing my hairwith her own hands, and tied it in a smart queue with ablack ribbon. Then she took me off to a tailor in thetown, and provided me with an outfit a lords son mighthave brought on board. My uniforms were ready in avery short time. Twenty-four hours after they wereordered Mr. Levy brought them to our inn, and I hadthe pleasure of putting them on; and walked on theParade, with my hat cocked, my hanger by my side, andmother on my arm. Though I was perfectly wellpleased with myself, I think she was the prouder of thetwo. To one or two tradesmen and their wives, whomshe knew, she gave a most dignified nod of recognitionthis day; but passed on without s
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