The Further Adventures of O'Neill in Holland

ch the drift of your last remark?" interposed the Professor

on on that occasion was rather a

rsjongens that saunter about, in white linen coats, with great protruding baskets on their shoulders. They jostle and push wherever they have a chance, and whirl

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was a sort of fes

oldiers were parading here and there. Everyone was in the best of good humour; music in the distance rose and fell on the air; flags flutter

of the p

was perfect weather, and the crowds were wonderfully well-behaved. We enjoyed ourselves finely 'under the green-wood tree,' till we were brought to a stand

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r neighbours about, and seeing what mischief they could do. Horse play, in fact. They d

to throw stones at the occupants of a

t believe

ark uniform, in charge of three dainty little children in pink and white-mere babies of three or four-with innocent blue eye

esumably hard, from the rattle it ma

hort range he ought to have been able to demolish so fragile an old

only knocked o

ly stationary target so close at hand, he picked up anot

and spasmodically fumbled with he

ME

ave noticed the occurrence-I shouted, "Stop, slager, stop!" and whisked Boyton's learned pages right into his face, ta

is motion with a pat or two from the 'compendium'. It was all the work of an instant, and executed just in ti

rksman, I had the satisfaction of seeing the dear old lady recover colour and smile. The babies crowe

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l in my breast, and on my lips an involuntary quotation

of a policeman who, with hands tightly clasped b

but only said "Ja, j

aught the following paragraph among th

Slager,

th beg heartily to thank the young Englishman for