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So saying, he carelessly snapped a quid of
tobacco at the object of his detestation. It hit
directly upon the eye-glass of the supposed
wax dandy.

George started and screamed. The glass
had broken, and cut his eyelid and cheek ;
fortunately, the eye which should have looked
through the glass was, at the time, closed, the
other eye doing duty for both. Immediately
there was a stir and tumult among the spec-
tators. The blood was streaming down the
face of the unfortunate George, and he ex-
claimed in a rage:

“Seize that fellow in the tarpaulin! He is
the man.”

The sailor immediately stepped up to him
with the young girl still hanging upon his
arm, and said :

“Young sir, lax your pardon. I thought
you was the wax figur’ of a York dandy, and
as I haven’t no great respect for them sort of
land-craft, I just flipped a cud at the dead
light in one of its eyes, and thought no more
harm than if it had been the figur’ head of