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Title: Jacob Faithful
Year: 1895 (1890s)
Authors: Marryat, Frederick, 1792-1848
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Publisher: London, New York, Macmillan and co.
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
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;old Tom groaned, for his son had taken hold of more than thegarments ; he then shifted his hands round his fathers body—from thence he gained the collar of his jacket—from the collarhe climbed on his fathers shoulders, from thence he seizedhold of the fall above, and relieved his father of his weight. Now, father, are you all right ? cried Tom, panting as heclung to the fall above him. I cant hold on ten seconds more, Tom—no longer—myclutch is going now. * Hang on by your eyelids, father, if you love me, criedyoung Tom, in agony. It was indeed an awful moment; they were now at least sixtyfeet above the lighter, suspended in the air ; the men whirledround the wheel, and I had at last the pleasure of haulingthem both in on the floor of the warehouse, the old man soexhausted that he could not speak for more than a minute.Young Tom, as soon as all was safe, laughed immoderately.Old Tom sat upright. * It might have been no laughingmatter, Mr. Tom, said he, looking at his son. 142
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^-/^-^:r/^. iSps l,y Macmillan &- Co. JACOB FAITHFUL Whats done cant be helped, father, as Jacob says. Afterall, youre more frightened than hurt. I dont know that, you young scamp, replied the old man,putting his hand behind him, and rubbing softly ; youve bit apiece clean out of my star7t. Now let this be a warning toyou, Tom. Jacob, my boy, couldnt you say that Ive metwith an accident^ ■axvA get a drop of something from Mr.Drummond ? I thought, after his last observation, I might honestly saythat he had met with an accident, and I soon returned with aglass of brandy, which old Tom was drinking off, when his soninterrupted him for a share. You know, father, I shared the danger. Yes, Tom, I know you did, replied the father ; but thiswas sent to me on account of my accident^ and as I had thatall to myself, I shall have all this too. But, father, you ought to give me a drop, if it were only totake the taste out of my inoiith.^ Your own flesh and blood, Tom, replied his father,empt

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