But before he touched the shore The shore of the Bristol Channel, A sea-green Porpoise carried away His wrapper of scarlet flannel.

Mrs. Van Wyck went up to Li Wan and made signs that she would exchange her wrapper for the jacket.

And now to be caught in her plain little gray flannel wrapper with its simple red trimmings, her hair all loose and mussy, and even her very oldest slippers on,and with Gerald standing beside her in her rich, dainty, becoming attire as if to make the contrast all the more painfully striking!

Major Niven took off the wrapper in order that I might see the flag with the initials of the battalion which Princess Patricia embroidered with her own hands.

"Ah-h," sighs OLD MORTARITY, after his turn has come and been enjoyed at last, "that's the kind of Spirits I don't mind being a wrapper to.

Drawing closer over her bosom the wrapper by which she attempted to exclude the piercing night-air, Amelia smiled at the thought of the chilliness of the grave,of the grave, where the heart beats not, and the fixed glassy eye is incapable of tears.

He could hear people running, and when a large woman, draping her wrapper about her, floundered out of a basement door near him, he followed her.

As he was about to drop this wrapper into the waste basket his eye caught sight of a water mark; the letters were "C.A. Marmion, N.Y., U.S.A." Thinking that this might prove important, he preserved it for future reference.

After waiting for an hour for news, Nalini threw a wrapper over his shoulders and went to Siráji's cottage.

He took up the paper wrapper from the waste basket and examined it with renewed interest.

Printed from large clear type on a superior quality of paper; attractive multi-color jacket wrapper around each book.

He could not be truthfully portrayed on a flamboyant wrapper as at all seductively masculine.

The parrot said that he was afraid to go near the cattle and proposed that the crow should fly down and carry off the Goala's flute, from where it was lying with his stick and wrapper at the foot of the tree.

" Seated in his big chair with the jar of Greek tobacco and sheaf of brown paper wrappers before him, Ashton-Kirk did not display any haste in removing the covering from the bayonet that had let the life out of the art dealer.