[He dashed the stone into the dying embers] . . . Frontispiece
He threw up his arms, and fell flat on his face . . . Vignette
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[He crept nearer and nearer to the window]
[He felt a weight on his back]
[He has seized the colours, and his wild slogan can be heard high above the roar]
[She laid about her right and left]
HOW JACK MACKENZIE WON HIS EPAULETTES.