" The murmur no doubt penetrated to the ears of the little Alsatian, but he made no sign.

"Why, it's like a moving-picture machine!" cried Susie, with a little gasp of enjoyment.

The little seaside resort of Weet-sur-Mer, on the Dutch coast, has been selected as the place for his sojourn, and he will be taken there to-morrow on H. M. S. Dauntless.

Stretching along the landward side of the dyke stood a row of little houses, green and pink and white, with tile roofs mounting steeply upward, their red surfaces broken by innumerable dormers.

" The Prince hitched about in his chair a little impatiently.

The occupant of the chair moved a little uneasily.

Only it's a little rough on the Prince of Markeld, don't you think?" "Yes, it is rough on him, butwell, it would be rougher to turn him downrougher on all concerned!"

She even skipped a little, unconscious of Lord Vernon's eyes upon her glowing face.

And she trembled a little at the thought that to her, Susie Rushford, fate had given such an opportunity!

"No, I don't think so now," she said, with a little catch of the breath.

Of course, with a little thing like the peace of Europe, every schoolgirl has the right to meddle!

"Yet, after all," she cried, "that is a little thing beside this other.

I was bored, and so I arranged with Pelletan to have a little fun by backing the hotel for a monthPelletan had reached the end of his resources.

" Esther, who was preparing to go to a garden party, turned back, a little startled.

"I will tell you what I can, but at present it is very little.

For, you see, Mrs. Coombe, poor little thing, had confided in Miss Milligan.

" Miss Milligan was of the opinion that a little upsetting was just what the doctor required.

But did not Miss Milligan think that, in face of such an unreasonable and violent prejudice, a little innocent strategy might be justified?

"I thought," said Esther, who entered a little out of breath and with a worried pucker between her eyes, "I thought that I would just run in and see how the linings look.

"My mother has been a little longer than usual without her tonic," she calmly explained.

My life is little, Only a cup of water, But pure and limpid.

Now at the window will I stand, While in the street the armed band The little children slay: The babe just born in Bethlehem Will surely slaughtered be with them, Nor live another day!

Well have ye answered every one Now little Jesus, the carpenter's son, Let us see how thy task is done.

Perhaps the same place called Yulduz, and Yilduz by others, and supposed to be the Chialis of later authors, in Little Bucharia.

"Look, Frank," he remarked, after a little time had elapsed, "as sure as you live, there is an officer in uniform just arrived on the dock, and backed by a squad of soldiers!