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To the use of lots and auguries, they are addicted beyond all other nations. Their method of divining by lots is exceeding simple. From a tree which bears fruit they cut a twig, and divide it into two small pieces. These they distinguish by so many several marks, and throw them at random and without order upon a white garment.

"I guess lions are as cautious as any wild beasts." "He'll follow the trail if he gets hungry enough," said the doctor's son. "I think the idea is a good one, and I vote we follow it out at once. "But to dig a pit will be lots of work," said Whopper. "Can't we find some ready-made hole that will do?"

I'm a confounded cad, Willa, and worse!" He dropped his head on his hands with a groan. "I ought to be shot!" "Well, that's a healthy sign," Willa observed cheerfully. "Lots of people are rotters and never find it out. It's like a disease; when you know what is the matter, you can usually find a cure." "Sometimes it's incurable." His voice was muffled. "I'm in a hole and there's no way out."

One morning we were aroused quite early, our guard informing us that the lots had been cast and the captives disposed of. We were divided into equal numbers, the home tribe retaining one half, while their visitors appropriated the remainder.

It simply says, if you forgive others God will forgive you; and it must be true. No God could afford to damn a forgiving man. Let me say right here that I know lots of Democrats, great, broad, whole-souled, clever men, and I love them. And the only bad thing about them is that they vote the Democratic ticket.

You 'have cast lots for my people, saith God: you 'have given a boy for a harlot, and sold a girl for wine, that they might drink. You have made havoc of my young converts to satisfy your lusts; therefore, 'What have ye to do with me, O Tyre and Sidon, and all the coast of Palestine? Will ye render me a recompence? I will throw it as dirt in your face again.

An' she used to live on Thunder Run, long ago, an' she wasn't like the rest of the Maydews, but had lots of sense, an' she up one mahnin', mother says, an' took her foot in her hand, an' the people gave her lifts through the country, an' she came to Richmond an' learned millinery " "Millinery!" "Yes'm. To put roses an' ribbons on bonnets.

"Maybe," he replied placidly; "but then there are the stars, you know." "She had lots of golden hair, and dark eyes and lashes, with kind o' long dark corners to 'em, and a sad little mouth the prettiest shape you ever saw. We got to talkin' and she told me about herself. It was like a story.

Where is he?" I asked. "Upstairs in bed," she answered. "Is he sick?" I asked, rising. "No and yes," she replied. "He is suffering from his wounds, and the surgeon says the fever is mounting rapidly to his head." "His wounds?" I exclaimed. "Yes, lots of them," she answered. "But I hope none of them are serious, save for the loss of blood." "Wounds? Blood? Tell me, Betty, tell me!

A graphic description of the engagement was given by a young lieutenant who was on one of the British torpedo boat destroyers: "I think the home papers are magnifying what really was but an affair of outposts. We destroyers went in and lured the enemy out and had lots of excitement.