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"Dance, watchers, whoed officer in the short ribs with the muzzle of his rifle; and the watchan to tread a reluctantout that he did not desire to dance, and that they were great villains and rogues and should pay for it yet

I saw sohted hile the townspeople stood about in groups, agape, to see such doings in the public streets

"Silence!" shouted Mount, raising his hand "People of Albany, we have shown you the fa bear! Houp! Houp! Weasel, take thy tin cup and collect shillings! O!" And he dropped his great paws so that they dangled at the wrist, laid his head on one side, and began sidling around in a circle with the grave, -cup in hand, industriously trotted in and out a the tin receptacle at theentlemen--a trifle, if you please Everybody is permitted to contribute--you, sir, with your bones so nicely wadded over with fat--a shilling froe ranger strode after the a his way; the thrifty had taken alarers herded them back with persuasive playfulness, while the little Weasel reat fists dangling, e sirace

"Tio into the shops," he called out "There are a dozen fat Dutchh the shutters atHoup! Houp! How much is in thy cup, Cade? Lord, what a thirst is mine! Yet I dance--villains, do you hs and shows her teeth is welcoht to pay--unless she likes Ti the watchly contributed by the economical; the runner addressed as Elerson tucked his arm affectionately into the arm of the distracted watchman and strolled up, followed by Tim Murphy, the , disputing, shouting, they ca the watchman, on whom they lavished many endearments The crowd parted with alacrity as Mount, thumbs in his ar curls, swaggered ahead, bowing right and left as though an applauding throng heralded the progress of an emperor and his suite