As a valuable addition to the best-known fairy-tales, we may mention one or two others: Grannie's Wonderful Chair is a delightful set of stories, full of charming pictures, though the writer, Frances Brown, was born blind.

Auld grannie, too, said she never had been sae happy; and the bairns were as healthy as the day was lang.

[Illustration: GRANNIE (dragged out of bed at 1.30 a.m., and being hurriedly dressed as the bombs begin to fall): "Nancy, these stockings are not a pair.

However, I continued to correspond with grannie, and in one of her letters she told me that Harry Beecham (that was in February) was still in Sydney settling his affairs; but when that was concluded he was going to Queensland.

Uncle Jay-Jay was not home yet: he had extended his tour to Hong Kong, and grannie was afraid he was spending too much money, as in the face of the drought she had difficulty in making both ends meet, and feared she would be compelled to go on the banks.

Are ye sick?" I did not know what ailed me, but learnt subsequently that I laughed and cried very much, and pleaded hard with grannie and some Harold to save me, and kept reiterating, "I cannot bear it, I cannot bear it," and altogether behaved so strangely that Mr M'Swat became so alarmed that he sent seventeen miles for the nearest doctor.

It took all the money to pay the publican's bills, and Gertie was ashamed to be seen abroad in the nice clothes which grannie sent, as the neighbours said the Melvyns ought to pay up the old man's bills instead of dressing like swells; and she couldn't help it, and she was sick and tired of trying to keep up respectability in the teeth of such odds.

Grannie offered to take one of us to Caddagat; mother preferred that Gertie should go.

In one of grannie's letters there was concerning my sister: "I find Gertie is a much younger girl for her age than Sybylla was, and not nearly so wild and hard to manage.

From grannie's letters I learnt that some old sweetheart of Harold's father had bequeathed untold wealth to this her lost love's son.

Grannie's and aunt Helen's letters to my mother corroborated these admissions.

Grannie wrote: Harry Beecham seems to be very much struck with Gertie.

With Gertie's letter came also one from grannie, with further mention of Harold Beecham.

She laid a second palm, on the upraised booty, made one whole revolution, her soft crinoline ballooning and subsiding with a seductive swish as she paused: "And you shall share these blessings, grannie, love, although of the assets themselves"she returned the bag to its sanctuary and smoothed the waist where the paper proceeds of the schoolmistress's gold still hid"you shall never handle a dime."

He toppled his "grannie" into a rocking-chair and started away.

He caught the younger girl by the shoulders: "Jularkie, if you want to go, too, with or without grannie and Flo', by Jove, come along!

But, ah, grannie dear,"she turned to a window"for Anna, spite of all we can do, I am af-raidShip Island!

Then the old woman came out and began to bewail her son: but the jackal said "Stop crying, grannie, you cannot get back the dead: let us get on to the feast."

He stood at the threshhold and called out to her "Grannie, grannie, open the door."

He stood at the threshhold and called out to her "Grannie, grannie, open the door."

"I have no son, and no grandchildren to call me grannie," grumbled the old woman and went to open the door to see who was there, and when she opened the door and saw him, she said "Ho, you are my grandson."

But really she had none to give, however she only hurt her jaws biting so that she began to groan with pain: "What are you groaning for, Grannie?" said the boy; "Because I have toothache" she answered: and in truth her cheeks were badly swollen.

"Did you think, Grannie, that you could bite my iron bow and arrows?"

Go down into the village, and have breakfast with poor old Grannie Durden.

That last bit is what Grannie Durden said.