... defenceless what nn- iu*t. Mr Gladstone appeals the heart, to the conscience, the Christian manhood of Knglish* men to apply the golden rule their treatment of Iri-hmen, and to do to others they would that other* should them. Mr up|«al* to the mural (owerof ...

... the shelf, ready cleaned, I bins ting them into his bands. Llicni iiiic.* in. iiniiuc*. IV, kent ye wanted to aggravate me,”lie wrathfully, pausing with the boots in his “ think that I’m to lose a’ through maktii’me pit aff my time while the bank is !! ...

... Woel, mithrr, she Raid boot the siller efter wo pairted wi’ yo to speir hoo miK-kle siller I had, and when I telt her she said I wid better let her keep it, men jist spent richt and left, and women should aye the o't. they kent best what to dae it. Men ...

... great scorn. “ D'ye expect a •pecrity lass like Nancy'ill rin first biddin’ My certie, it's weel seen you dinna ken niuckle •boot wimmen. Tak’ my advice, Jamie, an’ stick ; if way’ll no try anither.” Nancy Dawson had been along at Ruby Bay gathering shells ...

... glance at huge silver watch hanging on the wall, and muttered “I doot I'll no tie in time. Confoond that roosty razor. It's a boot neht o’clock she usually pngs oot. ; I’ll no in time. Dash thae buttons—there's anither yin It’s weel seen I’m needin’ wife ...

... I« !x, off, .ppen,_th«r« anu crackling in the and bis hand instinctively sought his ing fthirt, fine »ilk tight*, riding boots »nd spur*. »nd plumed velvet bonnet did not for moment draw Simon tiorb's eye lumh the and form, and that first glance he iMiitd ...

... rapidly, never did house* ami trees and fields fly |art so quickly. Never did horses so well never was there driver with such golden prospects reward before him, for Mr Struffin hud promised the man fifty founds if he redched Edinburgh before three o’clock ...

... that I was occupy a’ nicht. Aifter bein’ left alane 1 commenced considerin' a boot a’ that I had seen an’ heard a boot the gentleman in hooso I was. The mair I thocht boot this, the less 1 liket quartern. That I sud spend a nicht under the mi! o’ a man ...

... rattled in the lock, the heavy bolt* won* shot, and the cell door was opened, and then Oorb m the visitor—Sir le*wic Uirhlnll. I kent y.» wad i-otne, sir—l ye wad come, he remarked. “So I've a calm sough, and never s|>okeii that, wad your honour berm, although ...

... ” A ne’er-do-weel,” added the next. my word fort, he's no to be depended on. “ Maybe, but them’s something vena uncommon •boot tbe hale affair. What wye they no try fin’ what's come o'm f “Oh, they’re owre thrang for reap the Owre thrang for your granny ...

... rain Cam’ perfect sheet. I pit ray umbrella up. An’, sakes, afore I kent. The wind bad swept rao aff feet An’ ower the cliff I went!” Oh. shairly no’ ricbt I cries ‘’Ay, ertvor wit,boot a doot; But, mifchcr, auld gamp it made A perfect parachute! I floated ...

... try a cup of SYMINGTON. THOS. SYMINGTON & CO, Edinburth and London. Granny’s Gossip. Ho If they hut kent The folk they’ve left hit An’ syne had a wee ’Boot what haith a ...