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As they had been kept in by the rain, Frank thought he could not do better than send to his sister a Japanese picture of a party caught in a rain-storm. He explained that the rain in Japan was quite as wet as in any other country, and that umbrellas were just as necessary as at home. He added that the Japanese umbrellas were made of paper, and kept the rain off very well, but they did not last a long time. You could buy one for half a dollar, and a very pretty one it was, and it spread out farther than the foreign umbrella did. The sticks were of bamboo, and they were covered with several thicknesses of oiled paper carefully dried in the sun. They were very much used, since nearly everybody carried an umbrella, in fair weather as well as in foul; if the umbrella was not needed against the rain, it was useful to keep off the heat of the sun, which was very severe in the middle of the day. A JAPANESE WRESTLER. A JAPANESE WRESTLER. "Then the real acting of the piece began, and I wished ever so much that it had been in English, so that I could understand it. The story was a supernatural one, and there were badgers and foxes in it, and they had a woman changed to a badger, and the badger to a woman again. Gentlemen who are familiar with Japanese theatres say there are many of these stories, like our Little Red Riding-hood, and other fairy tales, acted on the stage, and that the play we saw is one of the most popular, and is called 'Bumbuku Chagama,' or 'The Bubbling Teapot.' One gentleman has shown me a translation of it, and I will put it in here, just to show you what a Japanese fairy story is like. "Well, of course I can't explain that exactly, but the term so obviously explains itself. Damn it, he is a clockwork man. He walks, talks, and behaves exactly like one would imagine¡ª" Shortly afterwards I met a Netherland Red Cross motor-car. The male nurses, who had met me already on former occasions during the war, recognised me, rushed up to me, and forced me to come with them to the car. Here they tried to explain with a torrential flow of words that I exposed myself to the greatest danger by coming here, as nearly all the soldiers were drunk, shot at every civilian, and so on. I have endeavoured to be accurate in all the dates and incidents, and have derived my information from many sources, including the ¡°M¨¦moires de Louis XVIII., recueillis par le Duc de D¡ª¡ª,¡± M¨¦moires de la Comtesse d¡¯Adh¨¦mar, de Mme. Campan, MM. de Besenval, de S¨¦gur, &c., also the works of the Duchesse d¡¯Abrant¨¨s, Comtesse de Bassanville, Mme. de Cr¨¦quy, Mme. de Genlis, Mme. Le Brun, MM. Ars¨¨ne Houssaye, de Lamartine, Turquan, Dauban, Bouquet, and various others, besides two stories never yet published, one of which was given me by a member of the family to which it happened; the other was told me in the presence of the old man who was the hero of it. 391 ¡°How will you know when the yacht is due?¡± Larry asked. ¡°Something¡¯s gone wrong!¡± Dick yelled. ¡°She¡¯s out of control!¡± ¡°Thanks,¡± Dick retorted, without smiling. With the scream of a madman, Mr. Whiteside leaped to the side of the group. "Why, old Sherman just plays doublets on the rebels. He leads a king at 'em and then plumps down an ace, and after that the left and right bowers. They burn one bridge and he plumps down a better one instead. They blow up a tunnel and he just hauls it out and sticks a bigger one in its place. Great head, that Sherman. Knows almost as much as old Abe Lincoln himself." 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"I heard of it from old Pitcher down at Loose, and I t?ald Hedges. I justabout¡ª¡ª" "Yes¡ªyou¡ªblind, crazy with your ambition, repulsive and alone in it. Don't you see?" Old Hartwell now stept forward, and averred that he had seen Calverley and Byles talking together in the chase, and that he had overheard the name of Stephen Holgrave repeated in conjunction with an allusion to arrows. The circumstance, however, had been quite forgotten until the charge this morning brought it to his memory. This eaves-dropping testimony amounted to nothing, even before Calverley denied every particular of the fact, which he did with the utmost composure¡ª "The 'act of grace,' my lord," said Father John, looking sternly at De Boteler, "only shows that your mind is not so fully convinced of this woman's guilt as to embolden you to take the charge of her death entirely upon your own conscience¡ª" HoMEÁåÔ°®ÃÛÀòëÒ¼¸²¿
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