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"Me jug," whispered Harry. "Where is that divil's halter av a jug, Billy?" "You're to stay here till I get back, no matter how long I'm away." Each spring the farmers attended the fishermen's annual bee of pile-driving, which meant the placing of the stakes for the pound nets—a dangerous and thankless task. Wet, weary and hungry, they would return to their homes at night with considerable more faith in the reward that comes of helping one's fellow-men than in the promise of the fishermen to keep them supplied, gratis, with all the fresh fish they needed during the season..
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"He felt the light," said the boy, "an' he sang all the way back home." "But with the two of 'em," cried Billy eagerly, "we kin surely find the will, Harry." "Oh, my dear, don't say that. I am quite sure that if you will play, Mr Lawrence will afterwards sing, and I shall be charmed to hear you, sir, for I recollect your sweet and powerful voice both here and at your father's." "Captain Acton wishes to see you at eight o'clock this evening. You'll be there?".
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