"I guess maybe you don't, after all," Racey said, disgustedly, flinging the unfortunate saloon-keeper from him with such force that the fellow skittered quite across the floor and sat down in the washpan into which the bartender was accustomed to throw the broken glassware.

The loose stones skittered round his ankles and turned under his boot soles.

It seemed to Peter Siner only a little while since he and Ida May were skittering through wintry weather from one fire to another, with Cissie, a wailing, wet-nosed little spoil-sport, trailing after them.

He skittered about over the grass with the liveliness of a cricket.

The wind, left to its own devices, skittered across cold-looking little pools of water, and tried in vain to induce the soaked leaves of the autumn before to essay an aerial flight.

The dice skittered and rolled to a seven.

They bounced off the far end of the table and skittered back to the center.

Skitter Cat; illustrated by Ruth Bennett.

Skitter cat and little boy.

YOUMANS, ELEANOR. Skitter cat and little boy.

Skitter Cat and Major.

YOUMANS, ELEANOR. Skitter Cat and Major.

Skitter and Skeet.

Skitter Cat; illustrated by Ruth Bennett.

Skitter cat and little boy.

YOUMANS, ELEANOR. Skitter cat and little boy.

Skitter Cat and Major.

YOUMANS, ELEANOR. Skitter Cat and Major.

Skitter and Skeet.

Some of the names of the dances to excite curiosity were: The Corn Stalk The Scarecrow Skitter Farmerettes Fancy Popcorn Waltz Orchard One-step Pumpkin Pie Walk Red Ear Dance Harvest Home Revue The Corn Stalk was in the nature of a grand marcheverybody "stalking stiffly" round and round in time to the music, which ended in a rollicking one-step.

Then followed the Scarecrow Skitter.

And dying, with lungs and heart and bowels shot to shreds, he edged his stiff front feet toward me, he dragged his afterquarters, he slid, he flopped, he skittered convulsively at me.

Quiet rose again from the desert, broken only by the surf-wash on the sand, the far, tremulous wail of a jackal, the little dry skitter of scorpions.

I tell you I was dog-tired them days, lyin' in my berth, hearin' the rats and mice scuttle round the bulkheads and skitter over the floor.