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with a beggar! Some of the boys overheard what was said, and there was a row. Everybody sided with Harry, and things would have fared ill with Mr. Gain but for Harry's interference. "Be quiet, boys," he said, "and mind you, not a word to the Doctor. This gentleman" (indignation expressed by the boys) "cannot be expected to see clearly with a banker's book before his eyes; some day or other he will see clearer, and then, perhaps, may feel some regret for the bitter taunt he has thrown on the widow's son today."

Gain said nothing: what could he say? But he wrote to his father by that post, intimating as well as he could that he was not comfortable. There came no answer: Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, still no answer. Thursday, a letter in a stranger's hand conveying sad news. It was from a lawyer, and briefly stated that Mr. Nuttall had died suddenly. He had died by his own hand. When Gain received the news he fell down as though he had really received a heavy blow. They lifted him up and carried him to bed; and when the fainting fit was over, the boy was delirious.

Three weeks passed; the holidays came round; the boys went off to spend merry Christmas at home; but Gain still lay delirious. Every attention was bestowed upon him, and the Doctor could not have done more if he had been his own son. Morning, noon, and night, there was ever present in his chamber one of the most tender and assiduous of nurses, soothing his pillow, moistening his parched lips, measuring out the medicine, mixing the cooling draughts with professional dexterity. This nurse was Harry Leitrim. He had foregone his own holiday to wait on Gain.

One January afternoon, as the fire in the grate burnt red and glowing, Gain opened his eyes, and looked round with an earnestness which had been strange to them for weeks. "Where am I?" he said. "Who are you? -Harry ?"

"Yes, 'tis only me, Gain; been ill, you know-all is right now, eh?"

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Well, don't talk about it," was Harry's answer, or else I may have to nurse you for another month or two. Here's the Doctor!"

Of course you may be sure the Doctor was very glad to find the boy sensible. He talked to him a little while, soothed him with kind words, and offered beside his bed a prayer that God would recover him from his sickness, if consistent with His will, and that the life pro

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longed might be devoted to honourable service. The Doctor could not fail to notice the hearty amen of the boy,-nor the genuine thank you, doctor," with which he shook hands at parting.

From that time Gain slowly began to recover. When he was not able to sit up, Harry read to him and amused his leisure; they became excellent friends. One day, when Gain was so much better that it was considered safe to speak to him on business, the Doctor led him into conversation on that topic; but before he would say a word about himself, Gain insisted on explaining all the circumstances of his conduct to Harry, and how totally unworthy he was of Harry's kindness. "It has quite melted me, doctor," he said, "and I shall feel myself bound to do the very best at all times for Harry's interest."

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Harry's friendship," the Doctor responded, "is worth having. He is an excellent boy."

"I am sure of it," said Gain, interrupting him, "and I have been thinking that notwithstanding my poor father's death, our firm may be able to advance his interests."

"I do not think it likely."

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Why not?"

"The firm is broken up. Your father was deeply involved at the time of his death; his creditors have a mere fractional dividend."

The boy's face flushed crimson, then turned deadly white, then returned to its natural colour, and a slight smile came over it. "I am what I said poor Harry was,-a beggar."

"No; you are as wrong in applying that word to yourself as you were to him. No man need be a beggar who has skill and strength to labour, and you have both."

"I see clearly now," Gain answered. "I have been believing in money all my life; my faith is shaken."

"Rather say overthrown. 'Ye cannot serve God and mammon.' Put your whole trust, my dear boy, in God; live for Him, work for Him, cast all your care upon Him, and depend upon it He will provide all things necessary, as well for the body as the soul.

"Doctor, I will try."

I am delighted to say that Gain changed wonderfully for the better. He obtained a situation in a mercantile house, fellow-clerk with Harry. In that house Harry rose to be a partner, and Gain is still employed as bookkeeper and foreign correspondent. "I am still engaged with bankers' books," he said the other day, playfully, to Harry, 'but I see clearly. I have found that worth is better than wealth, and that it is better to be a man without money, than money without manliness.

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EAR OF THE Fox.-Unlike the ear of the hare or the polecat is that of the fox, whose organ of hearing, instead of being a long tube, is an almost circular aperture, expanding principally from behind, and in a forward direction. The opening is well adapted for receiving sounds from above, especially when the head is thrown laterally and upwards, as is the habit of the fox, when listening under a tree where his unconscious victims are perched.

MIGNIONETTE.-It is not yet an age since this sweet smelling weed of Egypt first perfumed the gardens of Europe; yet it has become so far naturalized as to spring from seeds of its own scattering, and thus convey its delightful odour from the palace of the prince to the most humble garden of the cottager. Perhaps the children of our peasants will gather this luxurious little plant among the wild flowers of our hedge-row.

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PUZZLE.

PUZZLES, ETC.

I am a number composed of four figures. The sum my 1 and 2 equals the sum of my 3 and 4. If the number which my 4 and 3 represent is divided by my 1, my 2 is the answer; and if by my 2, my 1 is the answer. The number represented by my 1 and 2 is double that by my 4 and 3. My 4 and 3 represent twice the sum of my 1 and 2. My 2 is double my 1. The square of the sum of my 1 and 2 is represented by my 3 and 4. My 3 is twice the sum of my 1 and 4. Each of my figures may be divided by my 4 without a remainder. My 1 and 2 represent the square of my 2. My 2 and 1 represent the sum of my 2 and 4, multiplied by the sum of my 1 and 2. My 4 and 2 represent double my 3. The total of my figures is represented by my 4 and 3. If my 4 were added to my second and deducted from my 3, my 2 and 3 would be equal. The sum of my 1, 3, and 4, is twice my 2. My whole read backwards is seen every day, and represents a portion of something every one has. W. J. B.

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REBUSES.

I am a word of twelve letters. My 7, 4, 6, 1, is part of the body; 3, 10, 2, 12, 8, is a kind of bee; 5, 6, 12, 8, is useful to a schoolmaster; 7, 11, 12, 8, is used to whet razors, &c.; and 9, 4, 12, a cavern.

ARITHMETICAL PROBLEM.

Given £100 to purchase 100 animals; the cows are to cost £5 each, the sheep £1 each, and the ducks 18. each. The number of animals must be neither more nor less than 100; and the prices, when added ARCHIMEDES. together, must be £100.

ENIGMAS.
I.

1. A celebrated Roman conqueror, who resigned his station and retired into private life. 2. A town in France.

3. A town in Bedfordshire celebrated for its lace manufacture.

4. A general who defended Gibraltar against the French and Spanish.

5. A county in Scotland on the river Lossie. 6. A celebrated Italian poet born at Sorrento. 7. An Italian painter famed for the beauty of his tints.

8. A celebrated philosopher who discovered the laws of gravitation.

Take one letter from each, and the answer will be found to be one whom we all feel respect aud gratitude towards. E. MCGURK.

II.

My 4, 5, 9, 10, makes the king of the beasts; my 3, 2, 9, 6, makes a name; my 1, 2, 3, 4, makes a spring of water; my 8, 9, 10, makes a weight; my 8, 9, 6, 2, makes a sound; and my whole is a celebrated general. M. HYMAN.

III.

I am a word of thirteen letters. My 8, 4, 2, 13, is a river of England; my 11, 6, 5, 13, 11, is another river of England; my 13, 5, 4, 8, is a river of Russia; my 1, 8, 6, 11, 8, is a river of Poland; my 4, 8, 6, is a river of Italy; my 8, 6, 13, 2, is another river of Italy; my 6, 7, 2, 13, 5, is a river of France; my 5, 11, 2, 13, is a town of England; my 12, 10, 2, 6, 11, 12, is a town of Portugal; my 10, 5, 6, 11, 7, is a town of Scotland; my 7, 12, 1, 5 is the name of an English admiral; my 10, 2, 10, 7, 8, 9, is the name of another English admiral; my 11, 7, 5, 8, 11, 6, 5, is a place of amusement; my 6, 8, 11, is a small animal; my 11, 12, 1, 5, 3, is a domestic article; my 10, 8, 13, is another domestic article; and my whole is a town of England. C. MOXLEY.

ANSWERS TO ENIGMAS, CONUNDRUMS, ETC.

ANSWERS TO "MEN OF THE TIME" IN
No. VII.

1. General Hooker:-J. W. Crawford, F. Bown,
W. G. Follettt, Σ, S. Erim, J. Cophagus, W. Clifford,
W. Short, M. Millar, A. Sheffield, A. Radmall, A. R. L.
Windsor, B. Beavis, S. Thompson, James Brown, W.
Curtis, R. W. Portrey, B. J. Field, W. F. Brooker,
J. B., H. W. Leakey, J. Tidmarsh, W. Wilson, Jun.,
Mercutio, M. Hooper, J. McLachlan, J. E. Heaton,
G. H., J. S. Maver, H. F. C., G. Davis, A. Whitney,
Francis Cross, Cecil, and several others.

2. Dhuleep Singh :-W. G. Follett, H. W. Bincker, Σ, S. Erim, J. Cophagus,

With flashing gems and Eastern port,
An Indian prince does homage bring;
He kneels in Queen Victoria's court-
The Maharajah DHULEEP SINGH.

WALTER CLIFFORD,

A. Sheffield, A. Radmall, A. R. L. Windsor, W. Curtis,
S. Thompson, James Brown, B., J. F., J. B., W. F.
Brooker, Francis Cross, Cecil, and others.

ANSWER TO CHARADE IN No. VII.
A-gin-court:-W. G. Follett, H. W. Bincker, Her-
bert Kerr, Shenson Erim, C. H. Cumberland, J.
Cophagus, M. Millar, W. Clifford, A. R. L. Windsor,
B. Beavis, B. J. Field, W. F. Brooker, J. B., J. Tid-
marsh, W. Wilson, jun., T. H. Parkins, W. S. Roberts,
Mercutio, M. Hooper, J. McLachlan, G. H., J. S.
Beaton, B. O. Callaghan, H. F. C., G. Davis, Albert
Gee, R. D. Cheetham, Ernest Clifford, Francis Cross,
Cecil, and others.

ANSWER TO NUMBERED CHARADE IN

No. VII.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 Germany

4, 5, 7, | 7, 5, 2, 3, | 4, 2, 6, 5, 1, 2, | 4, 5, 6, 2, | 6, 5, 1
may year menage mane nag
7, 5, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 3, 2, | 1, 5, 3, 2, 3, 5, 4, | 1, 2, 4
yager ma r e gare ram gem
2, 5, 3, 13, 2, 5, 4, | 1, 5, 4, 2, | 4, 5, 6, | 3, 4, 5, 7
game man army

ear re 8 m

4, 5, 3, 7, 3, 5, 1, 2, | 5, 6, 1, 2, 3
mary rage anger

H. W. BIRCHES; W. G. FOLLETT.
Herbert Kerr, Σ, A. W. Spencer, Shenson Erim, J.
Cophagus, M. Millar, C. H. Cumberland, W. Clifford,
A. Sheffield, A. Radmall, A. R. L. Windsor, B. Beavis,
R. W. Portrey, B. O. Smart, J. Field, J. B., W. F.
Brooker, H. W. Lekey, W. Wilson, jun., T. H. Par-
kins, M. Hooper, J. McLachlan, J. E. Heaton, J. S.
Marver, Albert Gee, A. Whitney, R. D. Cheetham,
Francis Cross, Cecil, and others.

ANSWER TO HISTORICAL ENIGMA IN NO. VII.

Marathon:-J. W. Crawford, F. Bown, W. G. Follett, Kinch, E, Shenson Erim, J. Cophagus, M. Millar, C. H. Cumberland, W. Clifford, A. R. L. Windsor, R. W. Portrey, B. J. Field, J. B., W. F. Brooker, T. H. Parkins, M. Hooper, J. McLachlan, Ernest Clifford, Francis Cross, and others.

ANSWER TO ANAGRAMMATIC ENIGMA IN
No. VII.

Emerald Isle:-W. G. Follett, J. Cophagus, W.
Clifford, B. J. Field, J. B., W. F. Brooker, H. W.
Leakey, J. Tidmarsh, W. Wilson, jun., M. Hooper,
J. McLachlan, J. E. Heaton, J. S. Maver, R. D.
Cheetham, J. Trimbey, Ernest Clifford, Francis Cross,
Cecil, J. Jones, T. T., T. Snow, J. F., and others.

Answers to Queries in No. VI. of the Boys' PENNY MAGAZINE were received from the following Contributors too late for notice in the last number:Charles M. S. Patterson, C. B. P., John Clouter,

Andrew Paterson, F. Richardson, W. Shepherd, H.
Dingley, 8. Bentall, L. Payne, F. Bentley, C. Hough-
ton, C. Messaroy, F. R. C. Hopkins, T. R. Nickson,
E. D. Nichol, P. S. T., E. Titford, J. A. Rawlings
Thomas Bunce, W. Reeves.

THE WANDERING JEW.

The following, and several other metrical render-
ings of the French poem in No. VI. have been
received.
Over ocean's dancing wave,

Hill and forest, desert wide,
Streams that rugged mountains lave,
And silent burns that peaceful glide;
O'er plain and valley on I roam,
The world's wide space my ample home.
Europe's thickly peopled plains,

Drench'd with slaughter oft I've seen,
And Asia brooding o'er its pains

Of bloody frays, the gory scene;
These have I witnessed, calm, unmoved.
Safe as one cas'd in armour proved.

O'er the New World's crowded states
(List! for 'tis the truth I say),
And parched Afric's dark-skinn'd race,
Death has exercised his sway;
But neither his nor other's might
Prevail'd against me, luckless wight (!).

No means whereof I may boast,
Neither house nor land have I,
Twopence all my fortune is,

Was, and shall be till I die;
In every land, whate'er its name,
My purse's wealth was e'er the same.
Your sad tale a dream we thought,

And your sorrows well framed lies,
The troubles with which you were fraught,
Seem'd fictitious to our eyes;

But now 'tis plain to all that we
Were wrong, and our mistake we see.
You are then most deeply guilty
Of a crime of blackest dye,
Since the God, so full of pity,

Has declared you shall not die!
What sin was that, oh, pray, confess,
That drew upon you this distress.

CEPHISOPHOUS.

OUR BOYS' NOTES

The following ANSWERS have been received in reply to the questions proposed by Correspondents in the Boys' PENNY MAGAZINE:

How to make birdlime?-In the month of June, peel the bark of holly from the tree and boil it with water until the grey bark separates from the green; strain the water and the grey bark off, and place the green bark upon a slab, which should previously be moistened; cover it over with rushes, and in about a fortnight it will become a slimy matter. It should then be beat up in a mortar till it becomes firm; after which it may be kept in an earthern jar until wanted.

C. H. FILLINGHAM.

The best condensed History of England. Our correspondents very widely differ on this subject. We quote all their opinions:-White's, price 1s. (W. G. Follett); Ince's History, by J. Gilbert, 1s. 6d. (W. Coppinger); Curtis's, 18. (Roderic Dhu); Goldsmith's, 4s. 6d. (H. Dinsdale, James Tankard, and W. Dowson); History of the British Empire, by Collier, 28. (W. B. O.); Markham's, 1s. 6d. (E. Bruff); Essentials of English History, 2s. 6d. (J. J. Hartley).

The Student's Hume, 8vo., above 800 is very pp., well condensed from Hume's History, price 78. 6d. But there is, I think, a much smaller one by Dawson Turner, about 2s., 16mo. W. L. BARNES.

AND QUERIES.

Who first brought tea into this country?—Tea was first brought into Europe by the Dutch East-India Company in 1591. The exact date of its introduction into England is not known, nor is the name of the person who brought it; but we find it mentioned in the statute book in 1660, and a quantity was brought from Holland by Lord Arlington and Lord Ossory in 1699. It was sold at 60s. per pound in 1707.

WALTER FOLLETT.

How is Spanish juice prepared?-(Take) Liquoriceroot sliced (3 lb.), Distilled water, boiling (2 gals.), macerate for 24 hours, then boil down to a gallon, and strain the liquor whilst hot; lastly evaporate to a proper consistence. H.T. BRUMWELL.

What is the superstition of the "Evil Eye"?-The Evil Eye is a very ancient and widely spread superstition. It was called Ophthalmos Boscania by the Greeks, and Fascinatio by the Romans. It is found in most tribes of the American Indians. This superstition is a belief that some persons can, by an envious or angry glance, cause disease or even death. Amulets and charms, such as twining mountain ash in the hair of a cow's tail, were used to divert this malignant influence. WALTER CLIFFORD.

What is the origin of the Prince of Wales' feathers, and when were they first used?-After the great battle

of Cressy, among the slain was found the old blind king of Bohemia, with three ostrich-feathers, and the words "Ich Dien" (meaning "I Serve") on his helmet; this motto was then adopted by the Black Prince, in commemoration of that great day (1346), and has been worn by the princes of Wales ever since. W. H. LANCE.

What is the cheapest publication on Mineralogy?— Weale's Elementary Series-Mineralogy. Price 28. W. G. FOLLETT.

The cheapest way to make a small balloon, and gas, &c., and easiest way of filling it?-The best material for making a small balloon is goldbeater's skin. The goldbeater's skin must be cut in gores. The best form for a balloon is the spherical. If a balloon is wanted of four feet circumference, the length must be two feet; if one foot, the length of the gore six inches, the width of each gore depends of course upon the number used. If the circumference of the balloon is to be 20 inches, it will require ten gores, each 10 inches wide, or twenty gores, 1 inch.

Now, supposing you are making a balloon 40 inches in circumference, you will want sixteen gores each 24 inches wide and 20 inches long. Having cut the gores to the right size (always leaving a little for the overlapping of the gores), the next thing is to join them together, leaving the bottom open. Having made the balloon, the next thing is to varnish it, otherwise the gas would escape through the thin fabric. Either of the following varnishes can be used, India-rubber varnish or shell-lac varnish; perhaps the latter is most easily made. Dissolve shell-lac in strong spirit not than 60° over proof, it should first be ground to fine powder. Methylated spirit is cheapest, and can be got at any druggist's. The varnish must be applied by means of a brush, give it two or three coats, when the balloon will be complete. This being done, the next process is to make the gas and inflate it. Hydrogen gas is made from zinc filings diluted with sulphuric acid; but the gas must be dried, or the balloon will not ascend. When the balloon is filled you can tie the mouth up, and it will soar up in the air.

F. BROOKE.

Where was the first book printed?-The first book which was printed is an exceedingly splendid bible of the supposed date of 1450, or thereabouts. It was printed by John Faustus (or Fust), at Loncino, a small town in the duchy of Milan.

The first book was printed in 1447 at Mentz, by Guttenberg. The first book printed in England was on the 31st of March, 1474. It was a work entitled H. B. "The Game of Chesse." What produces those internal fires in the earth that burst forth, causing earthquakes and volcanoes?—It was supposed (prior to 1749) by Kircher, Descartes, &c., that there were vast cavities under ground, which have a communication with each other, some of which abound with water, others with vapours, &c., that These combustible exhalations eause earthquakes.

they supposed to be kindled by some active flame, or by the fermentation of some mixture, and when this happened, this must necessarily produce impetuous tremors and ruptures on the surface of the earth. These ideas continued till 1749, when Dr. Stukeley began to suspect that a phenomenon of this kind ought to be attributed not to vapours and fermentations, but to electricity. These principles were advanced by Signor Beccaria, without knowing anything of Dr. Stukeley's discoveries, and this hypothesis has been supported and confirmed by the experiments of the indefatigable Dr. Priestly. But the general idea now is "that the interior of the earth is molten fire, of which the earth's surface (about 10 miles deep), is a crust covering it, and that the volcanoes are the safety valves of the earth." This has been confirmed by experiments in coal mines, showing that the lower you H. B. descend the hotter it becomes.

Who was Tasso?-Tasso was an eminent Italian poet; he was born at Naples in 1544. His father was secretary to the Prince of Salerno, who being charged to represent to Charles V. the injustice of the viceroy of Naples, was obliged to fly to Rome, and was accompanied by Bernard. Tasso and his son, who though he was but nine years old, wrote verses on their mis

fortune, to which he compared himself to young Ascanius escaping with Eneas. He was sent to Padua to study the law, and while there he wrote his poem on Ronaldo, at the age of fourteen. In 1565 he was taken into the service of Duke of Ferrara; whilst there he committed an offence so as to make the duke think he had lost his reason, and he was sent to the hospital; but at the desire of the Duke of Gonzaga he obtained his liberty in 1586, after which he returned to Naples, where for some time he enjoyed repose. Pope Clement VIII., who was a great admirer of his talents, called him to Rome, where he was received with honourable marks of distinction, and great preparations were made for solemnly crowning him in the capital as the Prince of Poets, when he fell sick and died the evening before the intended ceremony. His chief work is the poem on "Jerusalem Delivered." H. T. BRUMWELL.

Origin of the mottos " Dieu et mon droit," and "Honi soit qui mal y pense, "in the arms of England.-King Edward III. claimed the crown of France in right of his mother. During the latter part of his reign, Edward lost many of his conquests in France, and resigned Normandy; but he still assumed the title of King of France, and he quartered with his own arms the Semé-de-Lys of France, adopting at the same time the motto "Dieu et mon droit" (God and my right). G. H.

Origin of the motto "Honi soit qui mal y pense."This motto is said to have risen from an accident which happened at a ball in 1349 to the Countess of Salisbury, who dropped her garter when the king picked it up and used the above words, which mean, "Evil be to him that evil thinks." C. T. EARLE.

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A STORY OF THE SIXTEENTH CENTURY.
CHAPTER XIX.

HE captain of the town guard twirled his
moustache and looked about him, not
knowing what to make of the strange words
of the rebellious drummer. It was not the
wont of Stumf to forget his duty-he was, on
the contrary, a man who entertained a very
high sense of obedience to discipline: what
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This," says the captain of
the town guard, "must be seen to; perhaps
he is drunk, perhaps he is mad, perhaps he has
caught the infection and has gone over to the
dippers; marry, he must burn-fire can lick
up water, Frosch!" This to the soldier who
bore that name, and who is known to the reader
already. Frosch salutes, and waits for orders,
Keep an eye on the drummer-he has
been talking flat blasphemy."

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Frosch turned his eyes to the right, to the left, everywhere looking for the rebellious, blasphemous sheep-skin beater, but finding no trace of the incorrigible.

The captain glances round hastily, and swears by this and by that the fellow was there but a few moments since. The fellow's drum was there sure enough, but the drummer has disappeared.

"Frosch!"

Frosch salutes again, and again waits for orders.

"Send a file to the fellow's house, and, drunk or sober, mad or sane, lodge him in the guard-house. He shall smart for this."

Meantime Stumf, the incorrigible, having his senses sufficiently about him to know that his hasty words had placed his head in the

lion's mouth, and having withal a very natural
desire to rescue the said imperilled head, if
possible, had quietly slipped out of the market
and turned his steps homewards. On his way
he had to pass by the Cathedral, where several
idlers, who had seen enough of the burning,
were gazing at a number of priests and eccle-
siastical attendants who were filing in pro-
cession. There was the horse of the President
of the Council, who had gone to prayers while
the execution took place, and Stumf paused for
a moment to look on with the rest. Just then
the idea occurred to him that probably he would
be wanted by the Council to answer for what he
had said, and that if so, the most likely place to
inquire for him would be his own house. "No,
he must not go to his own nest," Stumf said,
speaking of himself as of a third person," he is
to be driven, scared away, for the speaking of
honest words; he must wing his flight hence,
or soon the shears of the law would clip him,
cage him, roast him; a dainty dish to set before
a living God!" Stumf, you will observe,
was not sober, and expressed himself freely,
if obscurely, but with sufficient distinctness
to have merited the attention of the sworn
tormentor, had the law heard him. Whither
shall he fly?" said Stumf, "whither can he
fly ?"-he paused in speech and progress, halt-
ing at the interrogation and the banks of a
canal at the same moment.
"Has he not a
wife, brother, away yonder ?"-Stumf waved
his hand at this indefinite direction; "might
he not find a shelter there till the storm blew
over? He paused again, and looked up the
canal and down the canal and shaded his eyes

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