Penny Dreadfuls, 1895 · page 21 of 395
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, eh ce 4 Hel ' ty a te + ," , va 5" oe < «4 \ mh ¢ st ‘ : dng i ; “4 1 PRLS ~ 4 : : A Yai Bans ¢ ay Nae ie MAA 8 \ ‘ te, | a > ‘ . Ne i We “a "Then you ould ie neon: It seul have tc bee p erected. on the, slope behind it.. Or two or three ( we ould be necessary, perhaps. — One over on that knoll i y eles to the eae and another away to - also. en one maiden away in ithe shrubbery, to be “i unmasked when the enemy gets near it.” BAS Ji im’s face was flushed and very eager now. Hitherto ; he had devoted most of his superfluous energy and | - leisure time to the sea, but here was a thing—the = uilding of a fort and erection of earthworks—that _ eame home to him as his proper avocation. " “ a a, prude plan of Portsmouth and its surround- - - a are sie ila forts on ee seahone sone relee use- es but here, inland, on the betes are ‘the’ earth- = Os sf bis ouns of our time carry to such an ‘immense distance that while we hold these earth- works no oeoehy could oecupy the'town.” Oh < ‘Just so,” said Morse; “that is what the Boek ve ys) and it carries conviction in every word. So 1b ‘Tf we & os stay j in them for an hour.” Boot ‘But we have no guns,” said Jim, lugubriously. se _ “Well, we have no use for them. Who is likely to _ lay siege to us seriously ? And don’t forget,” added ae “thai we have two hundred. Enfield | rifles YY ‘But we have no cartridges,” said Jim. a Ne. could make them. I am sure that Tr could ik? “IT don’t know,” replied Jim; “but Iam dead sure that it will be great fun to build up earthworks, and I think I will eis to LY ie _ sham getting ready for a foe. re 3 about it to-morrow.” Wir: oh b f iv ¢, K ; Ae 4 | 4 3 ’ “hts wh ’ tr a eae ern THE ISLAND eos nae eee a ‘‘ Here are the forts | explain his novel emotion. : th a ns r et Ooh prospect of our ee to tee is ees a7” _ Darkness was now falling rapidly upon ies earth, nd. the réveille was sounded from the. front of the ‘oe | Pig) . ei Hs iy. ; ‘ ny aan ali é‘ tne Gr wah ia Bin i AAS hy, eee : be ieie Say & ‘ . i’ ak en he Ms v lm The ‘sharp rattling ine the kottle-drom. es ‘« Me ne hills, and in a ° hundred nooks and pees. C A * ab floated away out.to sea. ‘i “og ge? Re ete Bios si _ Jim had heard it a hundred sare bergen and in i pt ie same place, but it had never hitherto inspired him with such intense emotion as it did that night. | As he walked towards the house, beside Mersin was as one enthralled by the sounds of distant ‘but unseen warfare. — The boom of the cannon, His Nae i IM, fest, the — thud of horses’ hoofs, fierce cries of defiance, andthe yells of the wounded sounded in a dumb way in his ears. He was as one on whoma mighty inspiration is ¥ dawning, but he made no attempt to speak of ib to Fe ‘ y his companion, for he would never have been able to a A Si ‘ It was altogether inexplicable. It was as a bee fale rising and surging of a hitherto unknown sea . within his breast. i : | an: ha : The réveille ceased, and the fiping and the vision vanished. A ahi sale burst out. ape his brow. : a LULA e “T have ‘often Sondétell ” he stoneiann om been * We soldier feels on the eve of a great battle. ‘Now be | he think I know.” Then he entered the house in the ati rear of the stream of chattering boys, and,in the ~ glare of lamps and the rattle of the indoor ordinary, life, returned to ordinary thoughts and ways. — One thing he observed, however, in connection — with his recent emotion, and that was it made him c more hungry than usual, as if he had taken more than ordinary exercise. Supper had never been: more welcome to his healthy organisation. SS : Ay ih ee CHAPTER Wiel So ae DESCENDAN TS GET INTO TROUBLE. h Y dear Nap, said Mrs. Farrell — opening the door of her — -husband’s study and popping _ her head in, “those ae “negroes have not returned, and the boys are waiting: on. themselves.” if Mr. Farrell, who was sitting in a dejected attitude, with his head resting on his hand, | looked up wearily. . fe “You ought not to have allowed them to goy?-be: zi gears le. a8 “My dear,” sbhed: ‘Mrs: Raccelk alk people, and especially negroes, must wash occasionally.” “They ought to have been sent one at a time, a ‘said the © Sebo l masters cosuly 5 : ‘ at home eek don’t bee ny ¥* %e os : CK Wei n MACBETH AND HIS ~ teh es *