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Show THACKERAY WAS ANGRY. Sha EoEIotb Who Intended.to Kay a Trlcfc Changed Their 3tinds. Once upon a time tho daughters c? Thackeray saw that good man thorough ly and heartily angry angry to thg point of profanity. It was during theii Italian journey, when they wero returning re-turning to the ship in Genoa harbor afV er a day on the shore. "We had to bo on board at a certain time," Mrs. Ritchie sayB in her Mao-Ciillan Mao-Ciillan paper, "so that we engaged a carriage and drove quickly to tho quay, where the convict3, olanking in their ohains, wero still at work. A boat was found, rowed by some sailors, who certainly cer-tainly did not wear chains, but who were otherwise not very unlike those industrious oonviots in appearance. The bargain was made, wo all five entered tho boat, and as we were getting in we oonld see our great ship In the twilight, looking bigger than, ever, and one rodent rode-nt and then another going off toward tho dawning stars. "'They are signaling for us, 'said ono of our companions. Wo shall soon be on board. ' "We had pulled same 20 strokes from tho shore by this time when suddenly the boatmen left off rowing. They put down their oars, and one of them began talking volubly, though I' could not understand un-derstand what he said. 'What's to be dona?' said one of the young men to my father. They say they won't go on unless un-less we give them 50 francs more, ' and he began shaking his head and remon Btrating in broken Italian. The boatmen boat-men paid no attention, shrugging their shoulders and waiting as if they were determined never to row aribther stroke. Then the steamer sent up two mora rookets, which rose through the twilight, twi-light, bidding us hurry, and then suddenly sud-denly my father rose up in he stern of the boat where he was sitting, and, standing tall and ereot and in an anger euoh as I had never seen him in before or after in all my life, he shouted out In loud and impatient English, 'D you, go onl' a simple malediction which carried more force than all tho Italian polysyllables and expostulations of our companions. To our surprise and great relief, the men seemed frightened; they took to their oars again and began to row, grumbling and muttering. When ye got on board 'tho ablp, i&s r'us t was a wall known trick the Genoese boatmen were in the habit of playing upon travelers and that they would have 6ent a boat for us if wo had delayed any longer." MASSAGE FOR BLACK EYES. |