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Even Miss Lucy could n't quite understand it all. But Dr. Dudley knew; he had seen her face when she had been told that she was soon to go.

"Go ober dem water one-time quick, sah; den you catch Bosh-bosh as him go for run away." "That's a smart idea," declared Dudley, never backward in giving credit for other persons' ideas. "Quite good," agreed the section commander of the patrol. "Over we go; the horses will have to swim."

Any other Sunday evening she would have told the landlady something about her motor-ride, for she and Dudley had now been in the same rooms for seven years, and it is quite a fallacy to condemn all London landladies as grasping, bad-tempered tyrants. Hal was quite fond of Mrs. Carr, and had found her unwearingly thoughtful and attentive.

"There is other than he too, for one cometh in the rear whose gait and air are unknown to me the trail hath been struck, and Dudley leadeth a captive! A savage, in his paint and cloak of skin, is taken." This assertion caused all to rise, for the excitement of an apprehended inroad was still strong in the minds of those secluded people.

There was, however, very little likeness to Elizabeth's gay lover in grim Thomas Dudley. His Puritanism was bleak and stern, and for Christian charity he was not eminent. He had a foible for making verses, and at his death there was found in his pocket a poem of his, containing a quatrain wherein the intolerance of that age is neatly summed up:

Such continued to be the state of things until the Restoration, when we find Dud Dudley a petitioner to the king for the renewal of his patent. He was also a petitioner for compensation in respect of the heavy losses he had sustained during the civil wars. The king was besieged by crowds of applicants of a similar sort, but Dudley was no more successful than the others.

If we don't, I'll buy Elsie another." A faint, uncertain rapping made the physician set Polly gently on her feet, while he opened the door. Nobody was in sight, and he kept on to the main entrance. A man stood outside, who deferentially removed his hat. "You b'long-a?" he asked. "Yes, I belong here. I am Dr. Dudley. Whom do you wish to see?"

My kind love to Aunt and Mary. 'Your affectionate and dutiful Nephew, 'J. C. PATTESON, Missionary Bishop. The climate of Mota had again disagreed with Mr. Dudley, who was laid up with chronic rheumatism nearly all the time he was there; and the Bishop returned from his voyage very unwell; but Mr.

They were all very polite about the reading out of Emilie de Coulanges, and took it as a mark of kindness from me, and not as an exhibition. Try to get and read the Life of Dudley, Lord North, of which parts are highly interesting. I am come to the Ambition in Marie de Menzikoff, which I like much, but the love is mere brown sugar and water. The mother's blindness is beautifully described.

Charles Dudley Warner, who writes charmingly of woods life, has the following in regard to trout fishing, which is so neatly humorous that it will bear repeating: "It is well known that no person who regards his reputation will ever kill a trout with anything but a fly. It requires some training on the part of the trout to take to this method.