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E. Evans, Gran, and Forde will go out to find and re-mark 'Corner Camp. Meares will then carry out as much fodder as possible with the dogs. Simpson, Bowers, and I are going to stretch our legs across to the Western Mountains. There is no choice but to keep the rest at home to exercise the ponies.

"This was the way of it. On that night she was orfil ill, an' I sat beside 'er while gran' was asleep." "I was drunk," broke in gran', fiercely, "none of yer lies; I was blazin' drunk."

"Don't you 'member how I use' live at Belle Alliance? Yes, seh. I's de one what show Bonaventure de road to Gran' Point'. Yes, seh. But I done lef' dah since Mistoo Wallis sole de place. Yes, seh. An' when I meet up wid you papa you nevva see a nigger so glad like I was. No, seh. An' likewise you papa. Yes, seh.

The first name, "Dionisio el gran Cartusiano," scarcely requires any explanation. The work referred to, in an edition of which I have a copy, is as follows: "D. Dionysii Carthusiani liber utilissimus de quatuor hominis novissimis, etc.," Parisiis, 1551. The account "De Purgatorio Sancti Patritii" extends from fol. 235 to fol. 237.

But you took a liberty when you unpacked my clothes without asking my permission, Margaret. 'Leeberty did I? I thocht ye'd be pleased, bein' an auld leddy, no less; but catch me doin' it again. Ay, but this thistle gown is gran', to be sure. 'Can you dress hair? inquired Miss Delacour. 'Naething special, was Magsie's answer. 'Is it a wig ye wear or no?

"Sybylla should be excused this morning," interposed Mr Grey. "She entertained us for hours last night. Little wonder if she feels languid this morning." "Entertained you I What did she do?" queried grannie. "Many things. Do you know, gran, that you are robbing the world of an artist by keeping Sybylla hidden away in the bush?

So persistent were these raids on the collections of art in Italy that Napoleon is known there to this day as il gran ladrone and the chief duty of the new French officials in Italy, said Lucien Bonaparte, was to supervise the packing of pictures and statues for Paris. No less than 5233 of these works of art were confiscated by the Allies in 1815, and returned to their former owners.

After this, entirely without my knowledge, two adventurous spirits, Atkinson and Gran, decided to start off over the floe, making respectively for the north and south Bay thermometers, 'Archibald' and 'Clarence. This was at 5.30; Gran was back by dinner at 6.45, and it was only later that I learned that he had gone no more than 200 or 300 yards from the land and that it had taken him nearly an hour to get back again.

All these years of happy spiritual certainty, of rejoicing oneness with Christ, to end in this wreck and loss! Was not this indeed 'il gran rifiuto' the greatest of which human daring is capable? The lane darkened round him. Not a soul was in sight.

One of them was the granddaughter of one of the old women, and occasionally a word would pass between them. "Eh, Bessie, but I'd like to git down! They mun think us old fools, dizened up this way." "No, gran; you must ride. You're the very best bit of the show. Why, just listen how the folk cheer you!" The old woman sighed. "I'd like to look at it mysel'," she said with a childish plaintiveness.