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» * JACK AND HIS SEVEN Shdeaway MP inks senior, h: astily : “every man w rastles as he pleases, H “Very good,” said Jack, “then lay hold.’ Slideaway, junior, slowly wound his arms around Jack wrth something of the action of a lazy boa- constrictor winding itself sheila tree, and the next moment he felt his heels fly from under him. Ere he could realise what had happened to his feet, Bunks saw his toes in the air, and simultaneously he eot such a knock on the back of his head. as an anery knight with a mace would have given the gate of a belligerent castle. “Sakes!” exclaimed Jerek Grittle ; 33 ‘only see! “ Slideaway Bunks saw, retused to believe. “Ts that my Shdey but at first on the ground ? ” he asked, wildly. ‘It is him, no less,’ replied Jerek Grittle. ae: his back?” cried the parent, ighast. ore present,” said Jerelk, “he ain’t on his belly.” ‘And throwed by a Britisher ?” “Tle warn’t chucked by no other party.” ‘“Is one throw considered sufficient ne here ?”’ said Jack, calmly. “Young stranger,’ Grittle, “ by the look of Slideaway, junior, he won't want another chuck afore tea.” Slideaway Bunks, senior, said nothing. He only looked at Jack, hard. “Ji Iam wanted again to Jacob Sturmby, ‘ call me.” And, with an unmoved air, he slowly sauntered into the house. “Shall I help you to pick up young poplar?” asked Jacob, addressing Slideaway, senior. “But is if my Sldey?’” asked the old man, incredulously. ‘It is his bodily person,” replied Jerek Grittle, cutting himself a quid off a piug of tobacco. ‘‘ And put over by a Britisher ? “He -warn't twisted up hy an elephant,” said Jerek. “Daddy,” said Slideaway Bunks, rephed Jerek —_— SS SS — and breathed | ” said Jack | FOES. 95 _~———» junior, ina feeble voice, “ where’s the airthquake ? ILave it moved on ?” “Shidey,” rephed the old man, SOrrow fully, “there warn’t the durned scrapings of an airthquake in it. It’s worse. Y ow ve been chucked by va DBritisher.”’ Shdeaway, junior, s = up and felt the back of his head. “ Daddy,” he said, “ect a bucket o’ warm water and a plug of plaster for the hole he’s made in my head. Tl have repairs done here. “Can’t you get up, Shdey ?” “Not till the durned mountain have done spinning, daddy.” Bunks, senior, got a bucket of water and the plaster, and did the “ repairs,’ while Jacob Sturmby and Jerek Grittle 7 7 looked on. Lhen young Shdey felt better, and cot upon his fect. “My young ‘wishes to settled ? ”’ “As far as I am consarned,”’ replied Slideaway, junior, ‘‘1it is settled con— siderably.”’ ‘‘You don’t want any more P” “Not this side of a Chistmas in mid- summer, thanky.”’ Jacob was moving away when youne Slideaway called him back. “Stranger,” he said, “if I knowed the trick of that throw, I’d heave over this ere mountain.” “No doubt you Jacob. “Do you think the young Britisher would show me how it was done?” Jacob shook his head. “ We'll throw you again if you like,’ he said, “and you might be able to pick it up that way.” “I mightn’t be able to pick myself up,’ returned Slideaway, Junior, “so I’ll go on with bu’sted ignorance. It’s a pity that young chap ain’t a native of these parts, Maple Mountain would be proud of him.” And ere the day had passed, Maple Mountain seemed inclined to make much of Jack. Slideaway Bunks was the bully and terror of the place, and his defeat inspired in the hearts of the inhabitants an intoxicating joy. ( master,’ said Jacob, know if this matter is would,” replied GEOG aoo (SC “S (C©)