A native of
Manchester, he was the son of Kenelm Kneebone, a staunch Catholic, and a
sergeant of dragoons, who lost his legs and his life while fighting for James the
Second at the battle of the Boyne, and who had little to bequeath his son except
his laurels and his loyalty to the house of Stuart. . His exploits
and escapes are in every body's mouth. "Leave the room instantly, sirrah!" rejoined the lady, bouncing up, and giving
him a slap on the cheek that made his eyes flash fire. From this peaceful scene Jack's eye fell upon
Jonathan, who, seated upon the stile, under the shade of an elder tree, was
evidently watching him. Perhaps because I don’t know. Give me that
precious charge," he added, snatching the bundle from Wood. He, next cautiously tried the door, but found
it fastened inside. ”
True summer descended like a sticky fever upon
August’s arrival, bringing with it miasmas of humidity that
seemed to hang from the trees like mucus.
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