The capital ship (and the only real square-rigged 'ship') of this Lilliputian fleet was Pringle's Inflexible, which had been taken up the Richelieu in sections and hauled past the portages with immense labour before reaching St Johns, whence there is a clear run upstream to Lake Champlain.

All these are of first-rate excellence; but another remains to be mentionedGlen-Lynden, painted and engraved by Martin, a fit accompaniment for Mr. Pringle's very polished poem.

Boswell relates that he told Johnson that he had met Captain Cook at dinner at Sir John Pringle's (then President of the Royal Society), and gave him an account of a conversation they had together.

She was rescued by Pringle's opening the door and announcing: "Mr. Lanley.

She paused, wondering if she was going to be caught, and if she had better run back and take to the back stairs despite Pringle's well-earned rest; and as she hesitated she heard a sob, then anotherwild, hysterical sobs.

" "More than willingness on the lady's part has been needed," answered Adelaide, and then Pringle's ample form appeared in the doorway.

This delicate distinction, which should have convinced Members of Mr. PRINGLE'S disinterestedness, only made them laugh.

I thought of Pringle's beautiful farewell: "Our native land, our native vale, A long, a last adieu, farewell to bonny Teviot-dale, And Cheviot's mountains blue!"

Richards & Pringle's Georgia minstrels, de Nashville students, Lyman Twins, Barlow Brothers Minstrels, andoh, ever so many moreyes, Daisy, de Missouri Girl, wid Fred Raymond.

Many were leaving; among them Pringle's fat and obliging neighbors rose with a pleasant: "Excuse me, please!" A stream of newcomers trickled in through the door.

Shall we freesk him?" As he flung the query over his shoulder his beady little eyes did not leave Pringle's.

When they heard Pringle's door slam shut Bell Applegate nodded and Creagan went out on the street.

Only Mr. Pringle's fighting face appeared, and that but for a moment; he laid a finger to lip and crouched, hidden by the partition and by Espalin's body.

But something happened swifter than Pringle's swift rush.

But to avoid mistakes, Foy's gun followed Pringle's motions, at the same time willing and able to blow out Creagan's brains if advisable.

Neck and cheek were crimson now; but it was characteristic that her level eyes met Pringle's fearlessly.

Pringle's shameless mendacity shocked him.

And inattentive Anastacio had a shrewd surmise at Pringle's design.

Simultaneously Pringle's tilted chair came down to its four legs and Pringle sat poised, his weight on the balls of his feet, ready for a spring.

He looked down at Pringle's face, at Pringle's working fingers, opening and shutting avariciously; he sneered.

He looked down at Pringle's face, at Pringle's working fingers, opening and shutting avariciously; he sneered.

As he filled them from the supply pipe directly above Mr. Pringle's head, he set them on the ground within easy reach of Mr. Pringle's hand.

As he filled them from the supply pipe directly above Mr. Pringle's head, he set them on the ground within easy reach of Mr. Pringle's hand.

Acting on this hint Mr. Pringle's hand withdrew a canteen, quite unostentatiously.

"What do you suppose that little girl will think?" A flicker of red came to Pringle's hard brown face.