Girls Softball Face Mask y the vley and when it was morning, the spoor showed that several of these animals had drunk at the water. How could he leave little Tr uuml ey his dear little Tr uuml ey or Jan, who was not a bit bigger how could he leave them in an open camp while such monsters were roving about He could not think of doing so. He reflected what course he should pursue. At first he thought of putting up a house. That would necessarily be a work of time. There was no good building material convenient. A stone house would cost a great deal of labour as the stones vanicream sunscreen would have to be carried nearly a mile, and in their hands too. That would never do, as Von Bloom might only remain a short while at that place. He might not find many elephants there, and of course would be under the necessity of going elsewhere. Why not build a log house you will say. That would not be so much of a job, as part of the country was well wooded, and they had an axe. True, part of the country was wooded, but in a particular manner. With girls softball face mask the exception of the nwana trees, that are face masks supposed to burn stood at long distances apart and regularly, as if they had been planted there was nothing that deserved the name of timber. All the rest was mere bush, a thorny jungle of mimosas, euphorbias, arborescent aloes, strelitzias, and the horrid zamia plants, beautiful enough to the eye, but of no utility whatever in the building of a house. The nwanas, of course, were too large for house logs. To have felled one of them would have been a task equal almost to the building of a house and to have made planks of them would have required a steam saw mill. A log house was not to be thought of either. Now a frail structure of poles and thatch would not have given sufficient security. An angry rhinoceros, or elephant, would level such best facial cleanser a house to the ground in a few moments. Suppose, too, that there were man eaters in the neighbourhood. Swartboy believed that there were, and that that region was notorious for them. As it was not far from Swartboy s native country, Von Bloom, who had reason to believe what the Bushman told him, was inclined to credit this. What protection would a frail house afford against the man eater Not much, indeed. Von Bloom was puzzled and perplexed. He could not commence his hunting excursions until this question was settled. Some place must be prepared, where the children would be safe during his absence. While revolving the subject in his mind, he happened to cast his eyes upward among the branches of the nwana tree. All at once his attention became fixed upon those huge limbs, for they had awakened within him a strange memory. He.ks quite inaccessible to man. How could he obtain a set of them He had already formed such an intention. Where could be their breeding place His reflections were interrupted at this point, by very singular behaviour on the part of the wild hounds, and which gave him a new idea of their intelligence that quite electrified him. When the hartebeest stood to bay, and the hounds came up, Von Bloom very naturally expected to see the latter run in upon their game, and at once pull it to the ground. This he knew was their usual habit. What was his astonishment at seeing the whole pack standing off to one side, as if they intended to leave the antelope alone Some of them even lay down to rest themselves, while the others stood with open jaws and lolling tongues, but without showing any signs that they intended further to molest the panting quarry The field cornet could observe the situation well, for the antelope was on his side that is, towards the cliffs while the dogs were farther out upon the plain. Another circumstance that astonished him was, that the dogs, after running up and around the hartebeest, had actually drawn off to their present position What could it mean Were they afraid of its ugly horns Were they resting themselves before they should make their bloody onslaught The hunter kept his gaze intently fixed upon the interesting group. After a while the antelope, having recovered its wind a little, and seeing the pack so distant, made a fresh start. This time it ran in a side direction, apparently with the intention of gaining girls softball face mask a hill that lay in that way, and up the sides of which it no doubt calculated upon gaining some advantage. But the creature had hardly stretched itself, when the hounds struck out after it and in five hundred yards running, once more brought it to a stand. Again the pack took station at a distance, and the hartebeest stood upon the plain alone Once more it essayed to escape, and started off with all the speed that was left in its legs the hounds as before trooping after. This time the antelope headed in a new direction, making for a point in the cliffs and as the chase now passed very near to the nwana tree, everybody had a fine view of it. The hartebeest seemed to be going faster than ever, or, at all events, the dogs did not now appear to gain upon it and the field cornet, as well as all the young people, were in hopes the poor creature would escape from its tireless pursuers. They watched the chase, until they could just see the bright body of the hartebeest afar off, appearing like a yellow spot upon the face of the rocks, but the dogs wer.
the dignity of history, but he believes that all his events were possible, and that every one of them has had its girls softball face mask parallel in the actual occurrences of the historic period of which he writes. In fact, some of the experiences of the actors in the terrible drama of a quarter of a century ago would pass more readily for fiction than for reality, and detailed on the pages of a story would be deemed impossible by the conservative reader. The nation has passed out of its ordeal of fire, and an excellent spirit on the part of both parties to the great strife is still growing and strengthening, 8 in spite of an occasional exhibition of folly on both sides on the part of those who have not outlived the bitterness of the past, and who probably will not outlive it. The time will certainly come when the memories girls softball face mask of the conflict, the repetition of the stories of the war, and even the partisan praise bestowed upon the heroes of both sides, will excite no more ill feeling than does an allusion to the War of the Roses in England. In this country the advocate of either side will tell his story, relate his history, and jingle his verse in his own way, girls softball face mask and from his own standpoint. Those upon the other side will be magnanimous enough to tolerate him, at least in silence. Histories, romances, poems, and plays relating to the war, are produced in greater numbers as the gap between the days of battle and the days of peace widens but the old fires are not rekindled, the old bitterness still slumbers, and the Great United Nation still how to wear face mask lives on in perfect peace. The author hopes he has done nothing on these pages to impair the growing harmony between the two sections which have happily become one, or to impregnate the minds of those who have been born since the strife ended with any of its 9 bitterness. He has endeavored to make as high toned men on the one side as the other, with the same moral sentiment in the one party as the other, and to exhibit their only difference in the one great question of union or Disunion. Dorchester, May 2, 1889. CHAPTER I AN UNEXPECTED VISITOR Cornelius exclaimed Captain Passford, as a young girls softball face mask man of nineteen was shown into the library of the magnificent dwelling of the millionnaire at Bonnydale, on the Hudson. Cornelius Passford, Uncle Horatio, replied the young man, as the captain rushed to him and extended his hand. I think there can be no mistake about it and I should have been no more surprised if Mr. Jefferson Davis had been ushered into my library at this moment, continued Captain Passford, still retaining the hand of his girls softball face mask nephew. I understood that you were a.ere. But this time the bulls seemed to be in earnest. The loud cracking of their helmet covered foreheads against each other, their fierce snorting and bellowing, and, above all, their angry manner, convinced me that they had really quarrelled, and were serious girls softball face mask about it. One of them, at length, seemed to be getting knocked over repeatedly. Every time he had partially risen to his feet, and before he could quite recover them, his antagonist rushed upon him, and butted girls softball face mask him back upon his side. Seeing them so earnestly engaged, I thought I might as well make a sure shot of it, by going a little nearer so I stepped from behind the ant hill, and walked towards the combatants. Neither took any notice of my approach the one because he had enough to do to guard himself from the terrible blows, and the other because he was paint mask with foam disposable so occupied in delivering them. When within twenty paces I levelled my gun. I chose the bull who appeared victor, partly as a punishment for his want of feeling in striking a fallen antagonist, but, perhaps, more because his broadside was towards me, and presented face mask for combination skin a fairer mark. I fired. The smoke hid both for a moment. When it cleared off, I saw the bull that had been conquered still down in a kneeling attitude, but, to my great surprise, the one at which I had aimed was upon his feet, apparently as brisk and sound as ever I knew I had hit him somewhere as I heard the thud of the bullet on his fat body but it was plain I had not crippled him. I was not allowed time for reflection as to where I had wounded him. Not an instant indeed, for the moment the smoke cleared away, instead of the bulls clearing off also, I saw the one I had shot at fling up his tail, lower his shaggy front, and charge right towards me His fierce eyes glanced with a revengeful look, and his roar was enough to have terrified one more courageous than I. I assure you I was less frightened the other day when I encountered the lion. I did not know what to do for some moments. I thought of setting myself in an attitude of defence, and involuntarily had turned my gun which was now empty intending to use it as a club. But I saw at once, that the slight blow I could deliver would not stop the onset of such a strong fierce animal, and that he would butt me over, and gore me, to a certainty. I turned my eyes to see what hope there lay in flight. Fortunately they fell upon an ant hill the one I had just emerged from. I saw best make up remover at a glance, that by girls softball face mask climbing it I would be out of reach of the fierce wildebeest. Would I have time to get to it before he could overtake me I ran like a frightened fox. You, Hend.came home but I had not time to go to the ship. For some of my own affairs I have had three agents in England. I wrote them some time 162 ago to obtain all the information they could in regard to vessels, especially steamers, that cleared for any ports of the British Possessions near the United States, continued Captain Passford, taking a letter from his pocket. Two weeks ago an iron steamer sailed from a port in Ireland for the Bermudas. This letter will tell you all about it, and you will hand it to Captain Breaker, and give him my explanation. The midshipman put the letter into his pocket without reading it. In his chamber he looked it over, and found that it meant business, and he was delighted with the idea of having something to do before he reached the port for which the ship was bound, for the inactivity of the blockade was not wholly to his mind. He slept as soundly as usual, for already he had come to regard war as the business in which he was engaged, and he had but little sickly sentiment over it. It was a tearful parting with his mother and sister before he took the train with his father, and it was a sad one with his father when he went off to the Bellevite in the boat. But neither of them shed any tears, for both felt that they were called upon to discharge their duty to their country. 163 Captain Breaker had always trained his officers and seamen to perform their duty in conformity with the discipline of the navy so far as it was practicable to do so, and consequently his ship s company were very nearly at home from the beginning of the voyage. He had received his sealed orders, and at noon the Bellevite went down the bay on her mission to the South, though no one on board knew where the ship was bound. The crew had been re enforced by as many men as she had usually carried, and the first day was a very busy one in putting everything in order. Christy had handed the letter his father had given him to the captain, and after dinner he spoke of it. Did you read this letter, Mr. Passford asked the captain. I did, sir my father told me to read it, replied Christy. It appears that a very fast steamer loaded with a valuable cargo sailed from Belfast eleven days ago, clearing for the Bermudas. We shall all be very happy to pay our respects to her but I can say nothing till I have opened my orders to morrow, said Captain Breaker. If she sailed eleven days ago from Belfast, she 164 ought to be well up with the Bermudas, if she is as fast as represented, sir, added Christy, hoping the orders would permit the Bellevite to look out for the Killbright, as she was cal.
Girls Softball Face Mask rising nephew remained a prisoner. But he promised to call upon him every day, and to write to his wife and daughter to return at once. I think I shall not wait for him to call, said Christy to Flint, as soon as he had gone. Do you expect to get out of this place, Mr. Passford asked the master s mate, with girls softball face mask lively interest. This very night replied Christy, in an energetic whisper, as he put his finger on his lips to indicate that nothing more was to be said on the subject. 318 The second lieutenant of the Bellevite had not been confined in the warehouse three days without considering his chances of escape, and the means of accomplishing such a purpose. He had looked the building over with the greatest care. The room the prisoners occupied was next to the roof. The rear windows opened upon a narrow alley, and he had ascertained by looking out at them that the warehouse was one of a long block. He had been in Mobile a great deal while the family were visiting at Glenfield, and he had been careful to notice the location when he was conducted to it with the others. At the end of the loft next to the main street were thirty or forty other prisoners, with whom Christy and Flint had been on good terms, though they belonged to the army, and seemed to be inclined to keep by themselves. They had been exhausted by hard service, and they had nothing to do but eat and sleep, though the former occupation did not occupy any great amount of their spare time. But as soon as it was fairly dark, they stretched themselves on their beds fashion face masks of vines and weeds, and most of them were soon asleep. The evening that followed the day on which 319 Colonel Passford visited his nephew was dark, foggy, rainy, and as gloomy as even a blockade runner might ask. Christy seated himself under one of the rear windows of the loft, which appeared to have been intended only for storage, and was only from seven to eight feet between studs. Flint placed himself at the side of his companion, as he was requested to do. This is just the kind of a night we want, said Christy, in how long does a disposable paint mask last a whisper, for he could hear the tramp of a sentinel outside the door of the loft. I should as soon think of getting out if we were buried a hundred feet under ground as to think of getting out of this place, replied Flint, who was hardly as enterprising as his officer, though he was always ready to follow when he was well led. There is a guard at the door, Mr. Passford. He may stay there we don t want anything of him, replied Christy. I see no other way out of this den, unless we jump down into the street but I will follow you, sir, if I fall a.rd lieutenant, he hugged him as though he had been separated from him for years instead of a few days. His welcome was quite as cordial, though not as demonstrative, from the rest of the officers. Then he went to the cabin with the captain, where he reported all that had transpired since he had been separated from his companions on board of the Teaser. He was warmly commended for his bravery and skill, and Captain Breaker assured him that he should be remembered in the reports to the department. Captain Lonley was conveyed on board of the Bellevite, where he was committed to the sick bay. 346 He had recovered his senses, but it was likely, the surgeon said, that it would be a month before his health was restored. The Teaser had not yet been sent away but the next day the third lieutenant was appointed prize master of the steamer, and Flint of the schooner, for he had been the master of a coaster, and was competent for the position. A considerable crew was put on board of the Teaser, and both vessels were sent to New York instead of Key West. The steamer was expected to tow the Judith when necessary, and defend her if she was attacked. But both arrived at their destination without any mishap, and both were condemned the Teaser was purchased by the government, for she was likely to be a very useful vessel on account of her speed and light draught. Christy had a brief leave of absence after he had served as a witness against the captured vessels. He had seen his father, mother, and sister on his arrival, and they were as proud of him as though he had been made a rear admiral. Captain Breaker had written to his father of his disappearance on Santa Rosa Island, and had no doubt he had been made a prisoner within the enemy s lines. Christy brought the news of his escape 347 himself, which made him even doubly welcome at Bonnydale. Certainly the young lieutenant had never been so happy before in his life. Captain Passford was a man of great influence, though he held no position in authority. At the first opportunity maleficent face mask he obtained to talk with him, Christy made girls softball face mask a strong plea in favor of the promotion of Flint. The late owner of the Bellevite knew him well. The master s mate had been a schoolmaster, and was girls softball face mask very well educated but he had a taste for the sea. He had made several foreign voyages, and had bought a schooner then, of which he went as master. But he had sold his vessel to great advantage, and, having nothing to do, he shipped as third officer of the Bellevite. Sampson, who had come home as chief engineer of the Teaser, was also remembered by Christy, who interceded for h.