Robin Hood Seeks the Curtal Friar THE STOUT YEOMEN of Sherwood Forest were ever early risers of a morn, more especially when the summertime had come, for then in the freshness of the dawn the dew was always the brightest, and the song of the small birds the sweetest.

A gay sight were famous Finsbury Fields on that bright and sunny morning of lusty summertime.

Her locks were yellow and curled; her eyes blue-grey and laughing; her lips were redder than the cherry or rose in summertime; her teeth white and small; so slim was her waist that you could have clipped her in your two hands; and so firm were her breasts that they rose against her bodice as if they were two apples.

When Miss Ouldcroft (who is now Mrs. Beddome, and Beddom'd to her!) was at Enfield, which she was in summertime, and owed her health to its sun and genial influences, she wisited (with young lady-like impertinence) a poor man's cottage that had a pretty baby (O the yearnling!), and gave it fine caps and sweetmeats.

All this one cannot see very well until summertime; but, at any rate, the boy observed how mild and friendly nature was; and he began to feel calmer than he had been before, that night.

Raw winds began to come out of the north, and in place of the droning music of the valley in summertime there were now shrill wailings and screechings at night, and the trees made mournful sounds.

In summertime, at least, when animal food petrifies so rapidly, many worried housekeepers, who have no prejudice against flesh-foods in general, would gladly welcome some acceptable substitute.

Example is better than precept. THE ASS AND HIS SHADOW A certain man hired an Ass for a journey in summertime, and started out with the owner following behind to drive the beast.

On the morning of the third day of his residence at Steingart, he happened to awake very early; being summertime it was broad daylight, and a bright sun was endeavouring to beam upon his countenance through the small lozenges of almost opaque glass which filled the high, narrow, and

They had preaching at the cabin of some one of the slaves, and in the Summertime sometimes they had it out in the shade under the trees.

Some are for Camphor to put with their dresses, "Lay Russia-leather between 'em," say some; Some are for Lavender sprinkled in presses, Some are for Woodruff, that moths may not come; I am for Southernwood, Southernwood, Southernwood (Gardy-robe called, they do say, by the French), Whisper of summertime, summertime, summertime, Southernwood, laid wi' the clothes of a wench.

Some are for Camphor to put with their dresses, "Lay Russia-leather between 'em," say some; Some are for Lavender sprinkled in presses, Some are for Woodruff, that moths may not come; I am for Southernwood, Southernwood, Southernwood (Gardy-robe called, they do say, by the French), Whisper of summertime, summertime, summertime, Southernwood, laid wi' the clothes of a wench.

Some are for Camphor to put with their dresses, "Lay Russia-leather between 'em," say some; Some are for Lavender sprinkled in presses, Some are for Woodruff, that moths may not come; I am for Southernwood, Southernwood, Southernwood (Gardy-robe called, they do say, by the French), Whisper of summertime, summertime, summertime, Southernwood, laid wi' the clothes of a wench.

Some are for Violets, some are for Roses, Some for Peniriall, some for Bee Balm, When they go church-along carrying posies (Smell 'em and glance at the lads in the psalm); I am for Southernwood, Southernwood, Southernwood (Lad's Love 'tis called by the home-folk hereby), All in the summertime, summertime, summertime Lad's Love 'tis called, and for lad's love am I. W.B. * *

Some are for Violets, some are for Roses, Some for Peniriall, some for Bee Balm, When they go church-along carrying posies (Smell 'em and glance at the lads in the psalm); I am for Southernwood, Southernwood, Southernwood (Lad's Love 'tis called by the home-folk hereby), All in the summertime, summertime, summertime Lad's Love 'tis called, and for lad's love am I. W.B. * *

Some are for Violets, some are for Roses, Some for Peniriall, some for Bee Balm, When they go church-along carrying posies (Smell 'em and glance at the lads in the psalm); I am for Southernwood, Southernwood, Southernwood (Lad's Love 'tis called by the home-folk hereby), All in the summertime, summertime, summertime Lad's Love 'tis called, and for lad's love am I. W.B. * *

O prime, Glory, and verdure, of life's summertime!

"I went to free school in the summertime after the crops was laid by, I can read and write pretty good.

The dogwood blossoms had come and gone when Gadabout lay behind Craney Island; and she would start upon her cruise up the James in the heart of the summertime.

Summertime boy.

OUR Father's world, a summertime songalogue; text written and arr. by George Orlia Webster, music by various composers.

Saints in summertime.

In the good old summertime.

I lived there from the time I was ten years old until I was twenty-three, and always go there in summertime for a few weeks' restoccupying my old room, eating with the boys, and roaming in the woods; I know every tree and bypath; yes, and many a swim have I had in the old river.

These, by the way, occasionally varied oddly in extent; during the summertime, when most visitors were to be expected, being noticeably large, and much deeper than at other seasons.