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The parlour was rarely used, but every morning it was dusted. By Lulu. She dusted the black walnut centre table which was of Ina's choosing, and looked like Ina, shining, complacent, abundantly curved. The leather rocker, too, looked like Ina, brown, plumply upholstered, tipping back a bit.

Can you tell me?" he asked, taking her hand, and stooping to give her a kiss. "Just the same, I suppose, papa," she said. "Oh, it's very hard to see it suffer so! isn't it, papa?" He nodded a silent assent. "Papa," she asked, lifting her tearful eyes to his face with a pleading look, "have you seen Lulu yet?" "No." "O papa! do go now!

"Play some nice, easy game," he suggested. "Let's play acorn tag," said Lulu. "All right, you're it," answered Jimmie. So they each took an acorn which they found in the woods and put it in their bills. Then Lulu had to chase after Jimmie and Alice, and when she touched either one of them with her wing she had to call out: "You can't run a little bit, I've tagged you, and now you're it."

In the last week of July they were visited by their daughter Lulu Lulu the fair, Lulu the spectacled, Lulu the lily wife of Harris Hartwig, the up-to-date druggist of Saserkopee, New York.

I must own I am quite attached to Lulu; she has some very noble and lovable traits of character." "She has indeed," said his mother; "she is so free from the least taint of hypocrisy or deceit; so perfectly honest and truthful; so warm-hearted, too; so diligent and energetic in anything she undertakes to do very painstaking and persevering and a brave, womanly little thing."

"I should like to be quite as intimate with you as I hope to be with Max." "With Lulu too?" she asked. "Yes; with every one of my children." Max had averted his face to hide his amusement at his little sister's question in regard to her father's friendship for herself, for the timid, sensitive little girl could hardly bear to be laughed at; but now he turned to his father again with the query,

Dinsmore suggested that a variety of goods might be sent out from the city stores for him to select from. He said that was a good idea, but he would leave it to the ladies to have that done, or to choose for him a book for each of his children, a doll for each girl, and writing-desks, fully furnished, for Max and Lulu.

You are so bright and cheerful, though I'm sure your fingers must ache. Don't they?" "Yes, some; but I don't mind it very much and they'll soon be well." Just then they were joined by several of the other little girls, all anxious to see Lulu and learn whether she were really badly hurt.

So, to stop herself from feeling scared she began to sing. If she had been a boy, she would have shouted, or if she had been Lulu she would have whistled, for Lulu could whistle as good as could Jimmie. But instead Alice sang, and this is the song she made up so she wouldn't be frightened. You are allowed to sing it if you are not more than seven-and-three-quarters years old.

"Lulu," said Violet, a little severely, "your father made no reservation. But now good-night," she added in a more affectionate tone. "I trust you will wake to-morrow morning in a better frame of mind." "But I won't," muttered Lulu, as she left the room and retired to her own; "I'll not be driven, coaxed, or hired." "For what I will, I will, and there's an end."