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Show 4vWlLBUR P- NESB1T nBHsSiir I ben joilr pardon," lie observed, with , courteous Intent, When through a Kiip thnt lirokn the i I milks Iifl moat politely went, for lit- hvllfVfil that fooitmll should In Hindu n lmnnlrn xnine, , Tlint men should bold their tempera nnd I' not iiihuI and hump and malm. Somebody aelted lilm nt the knees nnd , threw him to the, ground; "Qulti- clever," was his first rcuinrk when his tost brentli lie found. "Oh, thnnk you," he obnrved when from a foeinsn ram the ball; II KrHped It Just as five of them upon him chanced to fall. "I'm much obllsed," he murmured when nt lint they let him rise! IIli none wan bin-din nnd a ring of blnck marked both his eyen; Illi nhoulder had been wrenched, and mine one had Jumped on his neck, Hut still suave, he took hln place, iv Clieiterflnldlan wreck. IAkbIii they surced together nnd nunln they threw him down. Their heavy shoes biffed all his ribs; with pain they mado him frown; "I'll et up now," he gently ld; they said they guessed he'd not And then his plnn of gentleness he to-Inlly to-Inlly forgot. He humped himself, he lifted up, lie threw them right nnd left, He tossed them here and there with movement marwdously deft; He kicked somebody In the shins, he stuck his elbow out ' And caught a man upon his ribs and lit g:io up the spout. He grubbed the hall nnd started on a trull of teeth and hair And tattered sweuters mnrked his course nnd nhowed he hnd bien there The laurels twined nbout his brow will n?er, never wilt. Hut often, nn he thinks of them, he hnn a stnso of guilt. |