"What shall we do if we can't get in?" suggested Billie, waving her hand to Nellie Bane, another girl in her class, who passed on the opposite side of the street.

"Nobody bane round," he rejoined, and then, after a moment's pause, "'cept Yim Cassell and his boy Dan." "Jim Cassell and his son," echoed Roy, "the very people we don't want around here.

What did they want?" "They want know where you bane," rejoined the Norwegian youth.

"Yes; and what did you tell them?" "I bane tell them I skall not know," responded Tam.

"And then?" "They bane ask me if ay have key by door.

What did you say?" "I say I bane not have key.

" "Then what did they do?" "They bane go 'way.

" "You bane want me no more?" "No; we'll watch here ourselves to-night.

"No, I no bane fired; they bane tell me no want me more.

"No, I no bane fired; they bane tell me no want me more.

"So they bane fire me," ejaculated Tam.

I guess you feel pretty sore, Tam, don't you?" "No, they bane pay me wale; but I no like being fired.

"That they bane watch place themselves.

"If you'd been round by stable and what I bane tale you.

I say that you and your father bane by stable this evening.

Then, with a sudden change of front: "See here, Tam, do you want to make some money?" "Sure, I bane like make money.

"Well, never mind, I've got another for you," replied Jim Cassell, in what was for him an unwontedly amiable tone; "can you go to work at once?" "Ay bane work any time skol be," spoke the Norwegian, and a puzzled expression flitted over his face as both Cassells broke into what was to him an inexplicable fit of laughter at his words.

Got everything ready?" "Dey all bane ready, Maister Cassell," rejoined the slow, drawling voice of the Norwegian Tam.

2 Glittering lances are the loom Where the dusky warp we strain, Weaving many a soldier's doom, Orkney's woe and Randver's bane.

"Storms are the fruit-tree's bane; the brook's, a summer hot and dry; The stag's a woven net, a gin the dove's; Mankind's, a soft sweet maiden.

Bane of slavery, 87.

" Of her pride"that stumbling block," as she calls it, to Christian meeknessshe herself writes: "My pride is my bane.

It is interesting to note that the literary milieu in which Theocritus moved at Alexandria must have abounded in all those temptations which proved the bane of pastoral poetry at Rome, Florence, and Ferrara.

The beasts and monsters Hercules oppress'd, Might in that age some provinces infest; These more destructive monsters are the bane Of every age, and in all nations reign; But soon would vanish, if the world were bless'd With sacred love, by which they are repress'd.

[Sidenote: Chattering hopes the bane of the sick.] "Chattering Hopes" may seem an odd heading.