Summary

Portrait of Mary Mapes Dodge Mary Mapes Dodge Hans Brinker, or The Silver Skates…

Ludwig and Lambert shouted in concert, "Wine! Wine! Who has wine?"
A sleepy-headed Dutchman began to fumble mysteriously under the heaviest of blue jackets, saying as he did so, "Not so much noise, young masters, not so much noise! The boy was a fool to faint like a girl."
"Wine, quick!" cried Peter, who, with Ben's help, was rubbing Jacob from head to foot.
Ludwig stretched forth his hand imploringly toward the Dutchman, who, with an air of great importance, was still fumbling beneath the jacket.
"DO hurry! He will die! Has anyone else any wine?"
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Portrait of Mary Mapes Dodge Mary Mapes Dodge Hans Brinker, or The Silver Skates…

Peter hailed the first sail that appeared. The men in the stern would not even look at him. Three drays on runners came along, but they were already loaded to the utmost. Then an iceboat, a beautiful, tempting little one, whizzed past like an arrow. The boys had just time to stare eagerly at it when it was gone. In despair, they resolved to prop up Jacob with their strong arms, as well as they could, and take him to the nearest village.
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Portrait of Mary Mapes Dodge Mary Mapes Dodge Hans Brinker, or The Silver Skates…

Jacob nodded and blinked his eyes.
"Don't go to sleep, Jacob, it's too cold. You might never wake up, you know. Persons often freeze to death in that way."
"I no sleep," said Jacob confidently, and in two minutes he was snoring.
Carl and Ludwig laughed.
"We must wake him!" cried Ben. "It is dangerous, I tell you--Jacob! Ja-a-c--"
Captain Peter interfered, for three of the boys were helping Ben for the fun of the thing.
"Nonsense! Don't shake him! Let him alone, boys. One never snores like that when one's freezing. Cover him up with something.
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