I'll tell you, Sis, what could be done: Drop a line to the Editor of PUNCHINELLO, and tell him what you want.

"I'll do everything I can, Sis.

"Stay away, Sis," he ordered.

And so sing we all to it Crux, in coelo lux superna, Sis in carnis hac taberna Mihi pedibus lucerna: Quo vexillum dux cohortis Sistet, super flumen Mortis, Te, flammantibus in portis!

Ch'geegee-lokh-sis, ch`gee-gee'lock-sis, the chickadee.

Ch'geegee-lokh-sis, ch`gee-gee'lock-sis, the chickadee.

Juvenal, indeed, gives us a noble picture of inflexible virtue: "Esto bonus miles, tutor bonus, arbiter idem Integer: ambiguae si quando citabere testis, Incertaeque rei, Phalaris licet imperet ut sis, Falsus, et admoto dictet perjuria tauro, Summum crede nefas animam praeferre pudori, Et propter vitam vivendi perdere causas.

It was a vot casfren-sis, a word and an idea purely martial, and pointing to martial necessities.

Dies noctesque ames me, me desideres, Me somnies, me expectes, me cogites, Me speres, me te oblectes, mecum tota sis, Meus fac postremo animus, quando ego sum tuus.

The phonetic writing of Nebuchadnezzar is "An-pa-sa-du-sis," each of which syllables has been identified through the syllabaries.

Ka-tie is pre-par-ing thus, Quite a store of balls for Gus; But her mer-ry sis-ter May From her task has run a-way, All that heavy lump of snow, At her cou-sin Gus to throw.

But sis-ter Lot-ty has some cake,

Lit-tle, help-less ba-by dear, While with-in your cot you lie, Sis-ter May is sit-ting near She will sing your lul-la-by.

"Oh, come to the brook, sis-ter Kate, Oh, come with me, Het-ty and Gus, Where rush-es, so long and so straight, Are grow-ing in thou-sands for us!"

Oh, tell me if e-ver you knew A teach-er who looked so se-vere As sis-ter Ma-ri-a can do, When les-sons she's go-ing to hear?

Yet sis-ter may hold up her cane, And though they'll look so-lemn, each one, From laugh-ter they scarce can re-frain. Be-cause it is only in fun.

His sis-ter An-nie, stand-ing by, Is watch-ing with a cu-ri-ous eye, And won-der-ing at his skill.

Little Jane clung to her sis-ter, While Anne com-fort-ed and kissed her, For the girls felt bro-ken-heart-ed, Fear-ing lest they should be part-ed.

"Good for you, sis!" cried Roy, as Peggy, waving her hand, roared past.

"This is a beautiful country, sis.

Of course, he pretended that he came around because he liked Sis and Gerald" "Gerald?"

They also joined words by uniting them at their pleasure; so as to saysodes for si audes, sis for si vis.

"Is it really you, Sis?" he said.

"Put my friend beside Sis, will you, Ridge?" suggested Julius in his host's ear.

"Sis," he entreated, "don't go.