the powder-horns must have been accidentally blown up.
"No damage done, boys, I hope?" he cried on coming
up.
"Damage!" cried Henri, holding his hands tight
over his face. "Oh! oui, great damage--moche damage;
me two eyes be blowed out of dere holes."
"Not quite so bad as that, I hope," said Dick, who
was very slightly singed, and forgot his own hurts in
anxiety about his comrade. "Let me see."
"My eye!" exclaimed Joe Blunt, while a broad grin