Summer is their holiday; "Come now," says the lord of the street, "I have need of a great work and no more playing.

The English Summer is pleasanter than that of any other Country in Europe on no other account but because it has a greater Mixture of Spring in it.

The summer was one continual whirl from beginning to end.

The summer is almost all the yeere long, but the chiefest at Christmas.

The summer of 1845 had been a long season of wet and cold and sunlessness.

The full, rich summer she had left at home in the South was early spring in the cool North.

Without illustrations, Our Stolen Summer would be a notable addition to the literature of travel; with Mr. Boyd's collaboration it is almost unique.

The summer of 1859 was a weary, suffering season for her in consequence; and although the following winter, passed in Rome, helped to repair the evil that had been wrought, a heavy cold, caught at the end of the season, (and for the sake of seeing Rome's gift of swords to Napoleon and Victor Emmanuel,) told upon her lungs.

=The Summer is Come= CHILDHOOD'S RURAL SONG.

I am just through with a summer, and a summer is to me always a trying ordeal.

Summer is cominggo ye forth to meet her, With sweetest hymeneal songs to greet her.

"And summer was the tide, and sweet the hour, When sire and daughter saw, with fleet descent, An Indian from his bark approach their bower, Of buskin'd limb and swarthy lineament; The red wild feathers on his brow were blent, And bracelets bound the arm that help'd to light A boy, who seem'd, as he beside him went, Of Christian vesture and complexion bright, Led by his dusty guide, like morning brought by night.

Still there was the summer, but the summer was no improvement; in the autumn he felt weak, and was not able to walk far.

I think I won't, however, It's finer not to know; If summer were an axiom, What sorcery had snow?

"Summer is ycomen in, Loude singe cucku; Groweth seede, Bloweth meade, And springeth the weede newe.

Summer in Japan is no joke, especially if you are waiting for letters.

"Nex' summer?" "Well, summer's the time for squaws to travel.

But now they had become more his life than the scenes which he had left; this land with its heats and its languors had slowly and passively endeared itself to him; these perpetual summers, the balms and blisses of the South, had unconsciously become a need of his nature.

Summer is icumen in; Lhude sing cuccu: Groweth sed and bloweth med, And springeth the wde nu Sing cuccu.

In the English political system, the summer is the silly system.

Summer is a dream of delight and life is a joy, I said in my heart.

" Summer was nearly over when one day a water-spout burst in, the upper valley, which caused such a sudden and terrible flood, that the miller and his family had only time to save their lives by flight.

Our Stolen Summer is a book which will be read with equal delight on a lazy summer holiday, or in the heart of London when the streets are enveloped in fog and the rain is beating against the window panes.

Our summers are their winters, and vice versâ, you know.

Summer will be summer, and peace peace.