"My mother!—my poor mother!" ejaculated Thames, falling on his knees, and bursting into tears. " "We shall have a durty night on it, to a sartinty, landlord," observed an old oneeyed sailor, who sat smoking his pipe by the fire-side. He waited for hours after dusk but she never arrived. “Did I do something wrong?” He asked.
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