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But who shall return us our children? The Dog Hervey My friend Attley, who would give away his own head if you told him you had lost yours, was giving away a six-months-old litter of Bettina's pups, and half-a-dozen women were in raptures at the show on Mittleham lawn. We picked by lot. Mrs. Godfrey drew first choice; her married daughter, second.

Running over the roofs of the adjoining houses until he reached the burning building, he found that on the fourth floor the flames had cut off all exit from an apartment in which there were four women, two of them over fifty, and one of the others with a six-months-old baby.

It was a great day, and the babe, who was on her very best six-months-old behavior, listened with admirable placidity to the "sermon of grace," on which at a future time she might, perhaps, found a genealogy.

She put up her other hand to her head, where the heavy masses of fair hair had given way to a short, curly crop most childish in its clustering framing of her now delicate face. "It's a blow to my vanity, but it's growing fast, and by the time I can hold my head up good and strong, like a six-months-old baby, it will be long enough to tie with a bow at my neck."

Claude Rennick, a New York artist of considerable means, had rented for the summer an ancient Colonial farmhouse high among the Ramapo hills; some six miles north of the Place, There, he and his pretty young wife and their six-months-old baby had been living for several weeks; when, angered at a sharp rebuke for some dereliction in his work, Schwartz, their gardener, spoke insultingly to Mrs.

In a few minutes, however, he dismissed the matter and turned again to, his six-months-old magazine.

One day when Miss Toland was lunching with her Julia made some allusion to the subject, in answer to the older woman's comment that she did not look very well. "I'm NOT very well, Aunt Sanna," said Julia, pushing her plate away, and resting both slim elbows on the table. "I'm worried." "Not about Anna?" Miss Toland asked quickly. "No-o! Anna, God bless her, is simply six-months-old perfection!"

Did you ever see anything so splendid, Bobby, as those six-months-old soldiers of ours in the early days, I mean, when we held our trenches, week by week, under continuous bombardment, and our gunners behind could only help us with four or five rounds a day?" "I never did," said Bobby, truthfully.

"Everything for the niggers that's right," muttered Tom Extrum bitterly, "and not even a six-months-old newspaper for the likes of us!" "You don't look so werry wicked," said Daisy, taking in the room with a comprehensive glance, and putting an arm around Mr. Bob's neck, as though confident of having at least one friend among the company.

There sat the fair-haired, six-months-old boy, with but one linen garment on, no cap, no stockings and this wild man of the desert, his knife gleaming at his waist, and his gee-string floating out behind, wheeling and pushing the carriage along the sandy roads. But this came to an end; for one day Fisher rushed in, breathless, and said: "Well! here is your baby!