I don't know them either, dear, but there may be some very simple explanation.

To see her was his only thought; Feel once again the tones that sprung So oft to that endearing tongue, Flow on his heart; desponding, faint, But too indignant for complaint; Say how completely he resign'd All former influence o'er her mind, Where it was better to destroy Each vestige of their days of joy.

Beyond belief I love, adore, But never will behold thee more!'

"With state and wealth to thee I part, But could not with De Stafford's heart!

In secret I became his bride: But heaven the union disapprov'd The father he so truly lov'd, Before this first offence was told, Though neither sick, infirm, or old, Without a moment's warning, died!

"Her waning health was fair pretence To keep his voyage in suspence; But still the king, averse or mute, Heard coldly his dejected suit, To give the lingering treaty o'er; And once exclaim'd, 'Persuade no more!

Had he been destin'd to a throne, His little darling self alone, Bereft of station, grandeur, aught But life and virtue, love and thought, Could wake one anxious thrill, or share One hallow'd pause's silent prayer!

But is it fit, that walls like these The blooming cherub should inclose!

Differing, perhaps, little in intrinsic value, but superior in beauty and permanence, and more consonant with the decorations of chivalry.

She informs us that she was born in France, but has neither mentioned the province that gave her birth, her family name, nor the reasons of her going to England.

They had all along hoped that the Frenchman who had wandered away would come in, but he never came.

If the snow should prove hard enough to hold up the oxen they could probably cross before night, but if compelled to camp in the snow it was a doubtful case for them.

Those who had guns branched off to search for game, but found they were too weak for that kind of work, and had to sit down very often to rest.

While on this trail we were followed at night by a number of wild Indians, but we prudently avoided any collisions with them and kept moving on.

Here the men seemed scarce, but Indians and dogs plenty.

Dried hides were spread upon the floors, and there was a large earthen jar for water, but not a table, bedstead or chair could be seen in the rooms we saw.

There seemed to be plenty of women and lots of dogs, but the men were as scarce as they had been in any of the townsgone to the gold mines to make a stake.

This so-called city contained but one residence, a tent occupied by the ferryman.

We now worked harder than ever for about three weeks, but we could not save much and pay such high prices as were charged.

Our gulch claim was soon worked out, and as the river had fallen some we tried the bar, but we could only make four or five dollars a day, and the gold was very fine and hard to save.

It may be sometimes useful to take a dose of salts, but the daily consumption of such chemical substances in bread can hardly be considered compatible with the conditions necessary for the maintenance of health.

The degree of heat required for baking will be about the same as for fermented rolls and biscuit, and the fire should be so arranged as to keep a steady but not greatly increasing heat.

If the bread, when baked, appears light, but with large holes in the center, it is probable that either the irons or the oven was too hot at first.

The quantity of flour will vary somewhat with the quality, but in general, the quantity given will be quite sufficient for mixing the dough and dusting the board.

Fruits contain from seventy-five to ninety-five per cent of water, and a meager proportion of nitrogenous matter; hence their value as nutrients, except in a few instances, is rather small; but they supply a variety of agreeable acids which refresh and give tone to the system, and their abundant and proper use does much to keep the vital machinery in good working order.

He had rolled the butt of a huge tree, which he had felled, to the proper place, against which to kindle our camp-fire, and we had a pleasant place to sit, with our pipes, in the evening, looking out over the water, listening to the pile-drivers, half a dozen of which were driving their stakes along the reedy shore, with commendable diligence.

I stepped onto the butt of the fallen spruce, and was takin' my time to clean my gun, when I heard a crashin' among the brush on the other side of the ridge, as if some mighty big animal was comin' my way.

"When I first saw him, I was standin' with the butt of my rifle on the log, my hand graspin' the barrel, and as I caught it up suddenly to load, the string of my powder-horn caught between the muzzle and the ramrod, broke, and the horn fell to the ground.

We then cut and trim a long saplin', say five or six inches across at the butt, and leaving one end on the ground, set the other, may be two feet high, with a kind of figure four, so that when it falls, it will come down between the rows of stakes.

He'd put down his rifle and Shillito had a gun; I reckon it was the sharp butt of a heavy automatic that cut my head.

You didn't know he'd use the butt.

"My deerest deere, dear sur,"this was the letter,"i kim him more nor a wic agon, butt i cuddunt right

father sais as ther iss sum misstake praps yu did unt no ass mother is not marid 2 father butt is marrid to the catchmun and father is marad to a veri gud ladi ass gove me a gud edocasion.

thinc i shal take im ass father sais there is sum mistake, mi deerest deere mi art is brock butt

a-hoy!" cried he, at the door, striking the ground with the butt end of his carbine!

Ne moe with myne wyll carolynge beatt hie, Gyve throbb for throbb, and sygh returne forr sygh, Butt bee bie nyghtt congeall'dd bie lethall feares, Bie daie consum'dd awaie inn unavaylynge teares!

Whose hertes ne hopelesse loves or cares alloie; Butt whatt cann seeme to teneful loverrs fayre.

Whose hopes butt darkenns moe the mydnyghtt of despayre? MATYLDA.

To thotelesse swayns itt maie bee blyss indeede, To marke the yeare through alle hys ages speede, Butt everie seasone seemes alych to mee, Eternall wynterr whann awaie from thee!

But instead of being dead the box of tricks ups and gives the donk another butt and moves on.

Don Roddy tried to butt in, and when he got the frozen face he used langwidge more like a cow-puncher than a bull-fighter.

Herbert, galvanised into action, produced a small oblong object from his pocket, lighted the end of it with the glowing butt of one of my Corona Coronas, and placed it underneath the car.

This disturbed a big black snake which was curled at the butt of a tree fern.

The tumults which had taken place at the election of these magistrates were warm in the recollection of the city; and the commitment of the ex-sheriffs, Shute and Pilkington, to the Tower, under pretext of a riot, was considered as the butt of the poet's satire.

Now these two appointments, the laureateship and the collectorship, were by letters-patent, and were, in the usual course, confirmed on the accession of the new Sovereign, though James characteristically cut out the butt of sack.

That passion of hers, so sweet, so youthful, so sincere, was a butt of public laughter, a theme for idle tongues, who flayed her as if she were a common street-woman, because she had been good to him, because she had not been cruel enough to watch a young man writhe in the torment of passion, indifferently....

CHAPTER XI THE TREE OF KNOWLEDGE The darkness that precedes morning had the prairie country in its grip when Howard, the gaunt foreman of the B.B. ranch, drew rein before the silent tent, and with the butt end of his quirt tapped on the heavy canvas.

This hole he now lined with about two inches of snow, packed as tight as he could jam it with the butt of his gun.

"I loafed around a little town, wearin' the counters shiny, entertainin' myself every minute by wonderin' what in thunder I'd do with the next one, till Fate, that's always seemed ready and eager to butt into my affairs, sent me down to the railroad station one morning.

It is not my business here to give an account of this French pirate, any farther than Capt. White's story obliges me, though I beg leave to take notice of their barbarity to the English prisoners, for they would set them up as a butt or mark to shoot at; several of whom were thus murdered in cold blood, by way of diversion.