"Do you remember what Pliny says of the gladiator?" said Guy,
calmly wiping his sabre. "How graphic is that passage commencing
'Inter nos, etc.'" The sport continued until the heads of twenty
desperadoes had been gathered in. The rest seemed inclined to
disperse. Guy incautiously showed himself at the door; a ringing
shot was heard, and he staggered back, pierced through the heart.
Grasping the door-post in the last unconscious throes of his mighty
frame, the whole side of the house yielded to that earthquake
tremor, and we had barely time to escape before the whole building
fell in ruins. I thought of Samson, the Giant Judge, etc., etc.;
but all was over.
Guy Heavystone had died as he had lived,--HARD.
MR. MIDSHIPMAN BREEZY.
A NAVAL OFFICER.
BY CAPTAIN M--RRY--T, R. N.
CHAPTER I.
My father was a north-country surgeon. He had retired, a widower,
from her Majesty's navy many years before, and had a small practice
in his native village. When I was seven years old he employed me
to carry medicines to his patients. Being of a lively disposition,
I sometimes amused myself; during my daily rounds, by mixing the
contents of the different phials.
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