"'Listen,' I says to the people, 'listen to my wife singing a love
song.' Then I takes the thing, wet and bloody, and slings it into the
middle of the Likieb people, and gave Le-jennabon a shove and sent her
inside."


* * * * *


I was thinking what would be the best thing to say, and could only
manage "It's a bad business, Ned."

"Bad! That's where you're wrong," and, rising, Ned brushed the sand off
the legs of his pyjamas. "It's just about the luckiest thing as could
ha' happened. Ye see, it's given Le-jennabon a good idea of what may
happen to her if she ain't mighty correct. An' it's riz me a lot in the
esteem of the people generally as a man who hez business principles."




A TRULY GREAT MAN



A Mid-Pacific Sketch


Then the flag of "Bobby" Towns, of Sydney, was still mighty in the
South Seas. The days had not come in which steamers with brass-bound