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"It is very flattering, but very tiresome; and to my French ears their 'Bis! Bis! sounds too much like a hiss." "Will she renew her engagement, think you?" inquired Mr. King. "I don't know certainly," replied Madame. "The manager makes very liberal offers; but she hesitates. She seldom alludes to Mr.

De Sarzec, Découvertes en Chaldée, pls. 24, 25 bis, etc. See p. 537. De Sarzec, Découvertes en Chaldée, pls. 4, 4 bis and 43 bis. On the latter, bulls, lions, and eagle in combination. See p. 653. See the plan in Schick, Die Stiftshütte, pl. 5. Herodotus, book i. sec. 183, speaks of two altars outside of the temple of Marduk in Babylon.

With special reference to the career of Charles III of Spain: Joseph Addison, Charles III of Spain ; M. A. S. Hume, Spain, its Greatness and Decay, 1479-1788 , ch. xiv, xv; Francois Rousseau, Regne de Charles III d'Espagne, 1759- 1788, 2 vols. , the best and most exhaustive work on the subject; Gustav Diercks, Geschichte Spaniens von der fruhesten Zeiten bis auf die Gegenwart, 2 vols.

I, John Jorrocks, of Great Coram Street, in the County of Middlesex, Member of the Surrey Hunt, in England, and Colonel of the Army when I'm in France, having been grossly insulted by Charles Adolphe Eugene of No. 15 bis, Rue Poupée, confectioner, this day repaired to Passy, with the intention of sarving him out with my fists; but, neither he nor any one for him having come to the scratch, I, John Jorrocks, do hereby proclaim the said Charles Adolphe Eugene to be a shabby fellow and no soldier, and totally unworthy the notice of a fox-hunter and a gentleman sportsman.

As to the delay in letting me have the Indian Brigade; a delay which has to-day, so say the 29th Division, cost us Krithia and Achi Baba, I say "Unluckily Cox's Brigade is a day late, but I still trust it will arrive to-morrow during the day." Bis dot qui cito dat. O truest proverb!

In a state of stupor he stood for some time with bis back to the fire and watched his shadow on the opposite wall and on the ceiling. The cradle was at his feet. He could not keep his eyes off it. From time to time he looked down across one of his shoulders. With head thrown back and lips apart, the child was breathing calmly and sleeping the innocent sleep. This angel innocence reproached him.

Then came a few cries of "Bis, Bis!" from a neighboring hotel, a brief clapping of hands, the sound of a handful of coppers rattling into the boat, and the oar-stroke of some gondolier making ready to turn away. "Sing the Camesella," ordered some voice with a foreign accent. "No, no! Santa Lucia." "I want the Camesella." "No! Santa Lucia. Hi! sing Santa Lucia d'you hear?"

Schimmelpodt, a wealthy old German contractor, rose from his seat, shouting hoarsely: "Bresgott I gif fifdy tollars by dot Athletic Committee bis you win der game vor Gridley!" The offer brought a laugh and a cheer. Schimmelpodt rarely threw away money. Dick, smiling confidently, stood bat in hand. Most other boys might have felt nervous with so much depending on them.

Each person will then receive his allowance of meat and bis- cuit, which may be eaten when and how he pleases. The water will be given out twice a day at ten in the morn- ing and six in the evening; but as the only drinking-vessels in our possession are the teakettle and the old Irishman's tin pot, the water has to be consumed immediately on distribu- tion.

The song came to an end, and everybody was cheering and applauding and crying "Bravo!" or "Bis!" or one of the other things that people shout at such times, when, as if in unexpected answer to the outburst, a lady appeared between the yellow portières and came forward a little way into the room.