He galloped on to Damflask, still shouting as he went.
At the edge of the hamlet, he found a cottage with no light in it; he dismounted and thundered at the door: "Escape for your lives! for your lives!"
A man called Hillsbro' Harry opened the window.
"The embankrncnt is going. Fly for your lives!"
"Nay," said the man, coolly, "Ouseley dam will brust noane this week," and turned to go to bed again.
He found Joseph Galton and another man carrying Mrs. Galton and her new-born child away in a blanket. This poor woman, who had sent her five children away on the faith of a dream, was now objecting, in a faint voice, to be saved herself from evident danger. "Oh, dear, dear! you might as well let me go down with the flood as kill me with taking me away."
Such was the sapient discourse of Mrs. Galton, who, half an hour ago, had been supernaturally wise and prudent. Go to, wise mother and silly woman; men will love thee none the less for the inequalities of thine intellect; and honest Joe will save thy life, and heed thy twaddle no more than the bleating of a lamb.
Ransome had not left the Galtons many yards behind him, when there was a sharp explosion heard up in the hills.
the ray of light from Max's lamp impinged upon the opening
of the present day have become what they are, to point
that which he is not ashamed to publish. In The Fortnightly
In these he will hardly tread. But there are outskirts
end of the apartment. A steady stream of dirty water was
Literary Fund, and in that capacity I heard and saw much