... the side; her san-bonnet hung limp at the beck of her head; her gray curls were in true artistic confusion, and a vicious blackberry briar had torn her hands, until she looked as if she might have been in a skirmish with the Zulus. But I wouldn't have ...

... know what would destroy worms in a greyhound bitch.—Naldire's powders are highly spoken of. Order them from any chemist. Blackberry says :— Kindly say what feeding I ought to give my pony during the Winter when he is taken in off the grass, on which ...

... then one day I asked Dolly to walk down all iket, you know, Married • sort of cousin of Into the meadows and see if the blackberries were E my wife's two years ago, so we're a little sociable. ripe. Is he a married man? I asked. We took two little baskets ...

... up, and their servioes at my beck, under certain terms that you •tone can take or leave. They are no fools, and don't a blackberry for fairy or titheproctor, and would just face the ould lad with hie horns on. As to where and how they made this diaeovery ...