The Surprising Adventures of Sir Toady Lion with Those of General Napoleon Smith
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Crockett Samuel Rutherford. The Surprising Adventures of Sir Toady Lion with Those of General Napoleon Smith
CHAPTER I. PRISSY, HUGH JOHN, AND SIR TOADY LION
CHAPTER II. THE GOSPEL OF DASHT-MEAN
CHAPTER III. HOW HUGH JOHN BECAME GENERAL NAPOLEON
CHAPTER IV. CASTLE PERILOUS
CHAPTER V. THE DECLARATION OF WAR
CHAPTER VI. FIRST BLOOD
CHAPTER VII. THE POOR WOUNDED HUSSAR
CHAPTER VIII. THE FAMILIAR SPIRIT
CHAPTER IX. PUT TO THE QUESTION
CHAPTER X. A SCOUTING ADVENTURE
CHAPTER XI. ENEMY'S COUNTRY
CHAPTER XII. MOBILISATION
CHAPTER XIII. THE ARMY OF WINDY STANDARD
CHAPTER XIV. THE BATTLE OF THE BLACK SHEDS
CHAPTER XV. TOADY LION PLAYS A FIRST LONE HAND
CHAPTER XVI. THE SMOUTCHY BOYS
CHAPTER XVII. BEFORE THE INQUISITION
CHAPTER XVIII. THE CASTLE DUNGEON
CHAPTER XIX. THE DROP OF WATER
CHAPTER XX. THE SECRET PASSAGE
CHAPTER XXI. THE RETURN FROM THE BASTILE
CHAPTER XXII. MUTINY IN THE CAMP
CHAPTER XXIII. CISSY CARTER, BOYS' GIRL
CHAPTER XXIV. CHARITY BEGINS AT HOME – AND ENDS THERE
CHAPTER XXV. LOVE'S (VERY) YOUNG DREAM
CHAPTER XXVI. AN IMPERIAL BIRTHDAY
CHAPTER XXVII. THE BANTAM CHICKENS
CHAPTER XXVIII. THE GIPSY CAMP
CHAPTER XXIX. TOADY LION'S LITTLE WAYS
CHAPTER XXX. SAINT PRISSY, PEACEMAKER
CHAPTER XXXI. PRISSY'S PICNIC
CHAPTER XXXII. PLAN OF CAMPAIGN
CHAPTER XXXIII. TOADY LION'S SECOND LONE HAND
CHAPTER XXXIV. THE CROWNING MERCY
CHAPTER XXXV. PRISSY'S COMPROMISE
CHAPTER XXXVI. HUGH JOHN'S WAY-GOING
CHAPTER XXXVII. THE GOOD CONDUCT PRIZE
CHAPTER XXXVIII. HUGH JOHN'S BLIGHTED HEART
CHAPTER XXXIX "GIRLS ARE FUNNY THINGS."
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IT was on the day preceding a great review near the Border town of Edam, that Hugh John Picton Smith first became a soldier and a Napoleon. His father's house was connected by a short avenue with a great main road along which king and beggar had for a thousand years gone posting to town. Now the once celebrated highway lies deserted, for along the heights to the east run certain bars of metal, shining and parallel, over which rush all who can pay the cost of a third-class ticket – a roar like thunder preceding them, white steam and sulphurous reek wreathing after them. The great highway beneath is abandoned to the harmless impecunious bicyclist, and on the North Road the sweeping cloud dust has it all its own way.
People told him that all these great folks were long since dead. But Hugh John knew better than to believe any "rot" grown-ups might choose to palm off on him. What did grown-ups know anyway? They were rich, of course. Unlimited shillings were at their command; and as for pennies – well, all the pennies in the world lived in their breeches' pockets. But what use did they make of these god-like gifts? Did you ever meet them at the tuck-shop down in the town buying fourteen cheese-cakes for a shilling, as any sensible person would? Did they play with "real-real trains," drawn by locomotives of shining brass? No! they preferred either one lump of sugar or none at all in their tea. This showed how much they knew about what was good for them.
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"I bited the boy's leg. It was dood. I bited hard!" interrupted Toady Lion, whose mission had been vengeance.
"And when I looked up again they had taken away p-p-poor Donald," Priscilla went on spasmodically between her tears, "and I think they killed him because he belonged to you, and – they said he had no business there! Oh, they were such horrid cruel boys, and much bigger than us. And I can't bear that Don should have his throat cut. I was promised that he should never be sold for mutton, but only clipped for wool. And he had such a pretty throat to hang daisy-chains on, and was such a dear, dear thing."
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