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A mind disposed to lunacy would readily be led away by such suggestions especially if chiming in with favorite preconceived ideas and then I called to mind the poor fellow's speech about the beetle's being "the index of his fortune."

'Oh, weapons weapons of war, sir. There was a virginal note in Beetle's voice as though he had been falsely accused of uttering indecencies. 'Shall I take the bracket now, sir? 'Since it seems to be troubling you. 'Pro Curia, O for the Senate House inversique mores, and manners upset upside down. 'Ve-ry like your translation. Meantime, the soldier of Crassus?

The dog jumped on to his back and snapped at the black curls, till, finding that no notice was taken, he walked off to play with a black beetle. The beetle was hard at work trying to roll home a great ball of dung it had been collecting all the morning: but Doss broke the ball, and ate the beetle's hind legs, and then bit off its head.

"Where's that shillin' you owe me?" said Beetle suddenly. Stalky could not see Prout behind him, but returned the lead without a quaver. "I only owed you ninepence, you old usurer." "You've forgotten the interest," said McTurk. "A halfpenny a week per bob is Beetle's charge. You must be beastly rich, Beetle." "Well, Beetle lent me sixpence."

Heedless of others' efforts, he hastened up, attracted by the odour of the Mole. So it was with those whose obliging assistance is extolled. I repeat, in respect of their imaginary prowess, what I have said elsewhere of the Sacred Beetle's: it is a child's story, worthy to rank with any fairytale for the amusement of the simple.

He was hunting plants, you say, not beetles. Isn't that right?" "Yes," said the Doctor, "that's probably so." "Very well. It is fair to suppose then that the beetle's home, or his hole, is in that place the part of the mountain where Long Arrow and his party are imprisoned, isn't it?" "Quite, quite." "All right.

Moreover, the beetle eats its prey on the spot as it kills. What slaughter there would be if the insect confined itself to killing! What do we learn from the slaughter-houses of Chicago and the fate of the beetle's victims? This: That the man of elevated morality is so far a very rare exception.

Golden Beetle!" sobbed Stalky, hurling himself on Beetle's panting bosom as soon as they reached the study. "However did you do it?" "Dear-r man" said McTurk, embracing Beetle's head with both arms, while he swayed it to and fro on the neck, in time to this ancient burden "Pretty lips sweeter than cherry or plum. Always look jolly and never look glum; Seem to say Come away. Kissy! come, come!

"All right, if that's the way you feel about it," said Jim. He raised the bar and brought it down with crushing force on one of the insect's lower arms. The arm fell as though paralyzed and a blue light played across the beetle's eyes. Jim extended the sketch again and raised the bar threateningly. The beetle moved over to the control board, Jim following closely, and set the ship in motion.

I am perplexed sometimes when I look into one of these books for I have them all about me now to find how dry they are. The shine seems to have gone out of them. Or is it that the shine has gone out of the eyes that used to read them? If so, it will come again some day. I do not find that the shine has gone out of a beetle's back; and I can read The Pilgrim's Progress still.