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. While I have been pestering you, have you heard it? At least, you heard the first act. The trees were graceful and brown, arching and fanning their golden leaves as if to shower with coins the pink-gold sky. . The stipendiary would have done it all very differently. 3. " "Give me the brandy, and I'll tell you," replied Wood. He was—a millionaire.
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