Mary stopped scrubbing the kitchen floor, and Mrs. Watson left the iron so long on Teddy's shirt that it left a mark: "Say Au Revoir," sang Pearl, "but not goodbye, The past is deadlove cannot die, T'were better farhad we not met, I loved you thenI love you yet.

CHAPTER VIII THE BERRY DANCE TEDDY'S month upon the island stretched out into two.

"It's hard to believe you can 'ave a son Teddy's age," he added, gallantly.

Mr. Kybird's affability and Teddy's cheerfulness were alike incomprehensible.

"It's hard to believe you can 'ave a son Teddy's age," he added, gallantly.

Mr. Kybird's affability and Teddy's cheerfulness were alike incomprehensible.

The subject was dropped, but Teddy's thoughts were busy.

Teddy's restless little body was a sore trial to any one who sat next him in church, and many were the lectures that had been bestowed on him by Sunday-school teacher and pastor, besides the gentle admonitions of his mother.

At last Teddy's patience gave way, and twisting up his little features into a most grotesque grimace, he mounted a hassock to give her the full benefit of it.

And Teddy's delinquencies at school were soon forgotten in the excitement of the game.

Why, I do 'clare, there she is climbing that tree!' Teddy's conversation came to an end, and he stared with open mouth and eyes at the nimble way Nancy was climbing up an old beech-tree.

Teddy's brow was knitted with deep thought.

' Teddy's head was raised instantly, and holding himself erect he bore unflinchingly the three or four sharp strokes with the cane that the master thought fit to give him.

' Matter-of-fact Nancy sees with surprise that Teddy's eyes are filling with tears at the thought.

' Teddy's face was a picture: the blood rushed up to his forehead, his eyes flashed, and with clenched hands he said boldly, 'Do you think I could ever forget my father's button, sir?

The adventures of the night, however, affected Teddy's nerves too much for him even to doze, and he therefore maintained an unremitting watch until morning.

He overheard words exchanged between them which were as easy to understand as much of Teddy's talk.

"Bad manwhy not like Mr. Harvey?" said the savage, paying no attention to Teddy's demonstrations.

"Yis, I hears, and that is the extint" Teddy's next sensation was as if a thunderbolt had burst beneath his feet, for he was hurled headlong full half a rod over the head of the hunter.

Retained very closely, as all prisoners among Indians are, she had heard nothing of Teddy's visit.

Teddy's practicing, however, has now been carried on for several years in the teeth of no little peril; and, had it not been for much human influence employed on his behalf, he would long since have antedated his little friend in Paradise.

So in case we miss each other your instructions are briefly these: you will meet what you honestly think to be Mrs. Roker outside the Customs House, explain Teddy's absence, take her to his rooms at 10 bis, Rue Dufay, make her comfortable and report to me here at 6.15.

I want to fasten it around Teddy's waist, grab hold of the handle, and so hold him up.

Teddy's sailboat and other stories, by Rowena Bennett & Carolyn Forsyth.

Teddy's sailboat and other stories.