... What were they to do? The conductor was very rude and coarse. Don't none on yer run to twopence ? he said. How dare you speak to the ladies in that way I cried indignantly. If they will only allow me, shall he most happy to pay for them. And plunged ...

... Countess takes in tells its lady readers, Boots and shoes require particular attention now that they are so much been. This speaks volumes ! Think it over, young men TALKING of boots and shoes, Lady Mary's is a pretty good old beetle crusher, and no mistake ...

... becomes very striking indeed. HUNDREDS AND THOUSANDS. Mitn.—How to Serve a Dinner Properly—Eat it. ONE.—If a dinner could speak, what would it say !---(:i‘e Me none of your jaw. N.B.—Though a good (limier may not alwu3 agree with yourself, it will generally ...

... On his brow was a crown of gold: cried, Little boy, Fred, From accounts I have read, Ti, the ghost of a Viking old. Go, speak to him, boy, with a fearless front, And abandon your child's dismays ; Learn the way to behave, To become great and brave, ...

... utterly anomalous and inhuman ; a howl, a wailing shriek, half of horror, and half of triumph. Of my own thoughts it is folly to speak. Swooning, I staggered to the opposite wall. For one instant the party upon the stairs remained motionless through extremity ...

... you pay A thousand pounds! Write to your muster, wretched youth, And ask for ransom. You'll enclose, To show him that you speak the truth, Your ear and nose. A gloomy Bandit then iitalked out He wrote a letter, terse and brief, caught by brigands ...

... creatures with their hair parted down the middle, with loves of moustaches, and quite too awfully beautiful gloves and boots' Speak, Queen Guinevere. I don't think I care shout beiug Queen Guinevere, says Sibyl, gravely. No, cries Estelle, ravely. ...

... Thousands of mounted gentlemen joined the escort, brandishing their swords, and shouting with inexpressible joy. Evelyn speaks of the way strewed with flowers, the streets hung with tapestry, the bells madly nnging, the fountains running with wine. ...

... as it should have been. There was a sort of feeling in therish that had pa no business in the world at all, and that, so to speak, I had usurped the rights of my brother, who never existed, and was a fraud on my father, his tenants, neighbours, and friends ...

... he asked with mock courtesy, and I saw his stern eye, scornfully noting every rent and stain and splash upon my habit. It speaks well for your filial affection, he resumed, that you should not have delayol your visit to rue iu order to attend to those ...

... Pope ix well known to be the antithesis of Pius l X. who was a jovial, good-humoured Pontiff. His successor is ascetic ; lie speaks little, and laughs never. He rises early, and is probably the only European Sovereign who does not take a matutinal bath. ...

... funeral prof:endow. This, it would - appear, is a life-like portraiture of his Holiness. But, alas, it is not of him we have to speak. Of whom, then No matter- we anticipate. Slumber held tightly within her folds the wearied city. The silent highway lay dark ...