... grow restless, you con gi on : Before I met you this world was a desert to me. I didn't take any pleasure in goir.g blackberrying and stealing rare ripe peaches, and it didn't matter whether the sun shone or not. But what a change , in one short year ...

... • Wall, said the dwarf, where I live, aprons and draws, and costa, and hats, and all such articles, grow se thick as blackberries. It was only yeetenday I picked the very cost I have on, and If you don't be-' hove it. look at the stem. In • twinkling ...