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How dar'st thou trust thy self alone with me? Char. Why should I fear thee? Bel. Because I'm mad, Mad as a Tygress rob'd of her dear Young. Char. What is't that makes you so? Bel. My Uncle's Politicks, Hell take him for't, Has ruin'd me, thou and my Sister too, By marrying me to a fair hated Maid, When I had plighted all my Faith before. Enter Trusty. Trust. Sir, here's a Coach. Char.
"No compertishun," suggested the would-be nursery governess. "Yes, that's the right word, I think. But there was some, after all. Poor Angel's so sad. She doesn't quite know what we'll do next, for we haven't much money left." "She's got a job of char I mean, typin' to-day anyhow," said Jane. "Yes, she's gone to a hotel, where a gentleman talks a story out loud, and she puts it down on paper.
"Oh, I just love it!" She clasped her hands in rapture. "Of course, I've only been in taxis and char-
People bring sticks, especially oaken sticks, char them in the fire, and then carry them home and keep them in the house as a preservative against lightning. When a thunderstorm threatened to break out, one of the sticks was put into a small fire, in order that the hallowed smoke, ascending to the clouds, might ward off the lightning from the house and the hail from the fields and gardens.
'Le barometre a monte, he replied, knowing no word of English, and thinking it was her usual question about the weather. He reported daily the state of the barometer. 'Vous n'aurez pas besoin d'un parapluie. 'Mercy, she said, meaning merci. The train arrived, and with it came the box. They brought it up themselves upon the little hand-cart le char.
No, my Brother come to demand his Portion of me; he says I am in leud Company, and, like a Boy, he wou'd correct me. Sir Tim. Why, this comes of Idleness; thou should'st have bound him Prentice in time, the Boy would have made a good saucy Taylor. Char. Sham, and Sharp sneak behind; Trusty interposes. Trust. Hold, hold, I beseech you, my dear Masters! Oh, what a fight is this?
The Master saw through the clinging smoke, by the dimmed light of the frosted disks, that the skin of the engineer's face and hands was cooked to a char. "If he's breathed flame " began the major. Alden knelt beside him, peered closely, made a significant, eloquent gesture. "Volunteers!" shouted the Master, plunging forward. Into the fumes and smother, half a dozen men fought their way.
In the first days of January he died, and in his delirium, of the death agony, he protested his innocence, repeating: "A little piece of string a little piece of string see, here it is, m'sieu' mayor." The Piece of String was written in 1884. Reprinted from Little French Masterpieces, by permission of the publishers, G.P. Putnam's Sons. 34:5 char-
Do not forget to peel and char slightly the switches on which you thread the meat, otherwise they will impart their fresh-wood taste. By this time the ribs are in condition. Cut little slits between them, and through the slits thread in and out long strips of bacon. Cut other little gashes, and fill these gashes with onions chopped very fine.
"The story! the story!" exclaimed several, who were amused by the incoherent chattering of the artist. "Here it is," said the latter, sitting upright in his char, and paying no heed to his friend's warnings. "The scene takes place in a little court in Germany Eh!" said he, looking at Gerfaut and maliciously winking his eye "do you not think that is glossed over?"
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