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Groping his way to the door he stood shivering on the threshold, staring into the thick gray fog which enveloped him. A hand touched his shoulder. Strong fingers tightened on his arm. "This way," a low voice directed. "Careful, don't scuff." Gregory started to speak but a warning pressure of the big fingers restrained him. His companion led the way. He followed in silence.

Picture, then, the scene to these wanderers of the northern seas: the long coral reef, wave-washed by bluest of seas; the little village and burying-ground and priests' houses nestling under the cocoanut grove at one end of the semicircular bay, the village where Terreeoboo, king of the island, dwelt on the long sand beach at the other end; and swimming through the water like shoals of fish, climbing over the ships' rigging like monkeys, crowding the decks of the Discovery so that the ship heeled over till young chief Pareea began tossing the intruders by the scuff of the neck back into the sea hundreds, thousands, of half-naked, tawny-skinned savages welcoming the white men back to the islands discovered by them.

It seemed odd indeed that the whine of sled runners, the scuff of moccasins, the panting of dogs, should be the only audible sounds. There were other overflows underfoot now, but the cold had frozen them and the going was getting constantly better. The snow was thin and in places the sleds slewed sidewise and the dogs ran on slack traces across long stretches of bare glare ice.

Little Will she found in the midst of a group of boys down by the brook, one of whom, a lad twice his size, was just about to fight him when Mrs Wade came up. "Now, Jack Tyler, if thou dost not want to be carried to thy father by the scuff of thy neck, like a cat, and well thrashed to end with, let that lad alone. Will, where's thy sister?" Little Will, who looked rather sheepish, said,

When the summer days are over, what comes next? You do not surely forget the autumn, when the leaves of the maples turn crimson and yellow, and the oaks are red and brown, and you scuff your feet along the path ankle-deep in fallen leaves! On the banks of the Rhine the autumn is not quite like ours. You shall see how our children of the great house will spend an autumn day.

The last I heard was the sound of an accordion played by a negro who had been invited in, and the scuff of feet as they danced, with loud and broken speech, much of which was quite blind to me. Anyhow, I lost myself for a long time, as I felt, when some one shook me gently by the shoulder and woke me up.

'You come along with me, says he, 'and I'll show you a Christmas celebration. "I grabbed him. 'William, I says, 'your eye is desperate. You explain to me before you scuff a foot. "'Leggo me, he says; 'I tell you, leggo me, Zeke Scraggs. I'm goin' to have my revenge.

The others were near. She could hear the tinkle-tankle of the Piper's pipes, the scuff of Puffy's paws, the labored breathing of the little old gentleman as he trudged, the heavy tramp, tramp of the Policeman. She made her bare feet travel as fast as she could, and kept her look steadily ahead on the dim stars.

When he asked for Will, the storekeeper turned from the cash-drawer which he was emptying and nodded toward the half-open door of the adjoining room. "Several of the young fellows are in thar now," he remarked offhand, "an' I've jest had to go in an' git between Fred Turner an' Will Fletcher. They came to out an' out blows, an' I had to shake 'em both by the scuff of thar necks befo' they'd hish

As she closed the front door she cried up the stairway: "Eileen, are you there?" "Yes," answered a rather sulky voice from above. Linda ascended, two steps at a bound. "Thank you over and over, old thing!" she cried as she raced down the hallway. "Behold me! I never did have a more becoming dress, and Katy loaned me money, till my income begins, to get shoes and a little scuff hat to go with it.