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But he, withal, whose days are summer bright, * Whom maids e'er greet with smiling lips' delight; Whom spicey breezes fan in every site * And wins whate'er he wills, that happy wight White blooded coward heart should never keep!" Then she asked me, "What said she, and what signs made she to thee?"

In so doing a score is kept. The one jumping over with both feet together the oftenest wins the pumpkin. Or dance about the pumpkin; when a small child sitting on it claps or whistles all stop. She selects a player with whom she changes place. This game may be played by adults, the player standing near the pumpkin. Basket Ball is a good form of exercise for women.

No decent person would speak even to a beggar at his door in this way and the visitor over the telephone, whoever he is, is entitled to a cordial greeting. The voice with the smile wins. An amusing story is told of a man in Washington who was waked one evening about eleven o'clock by the telephone bell.

Reverential and filial awe chains the child to the father and chains it to the mother; but the father may sternly command the Methodist chapel for Sunday service; the mother will wish to see her little one worship before the alters of the Church. Fear or love wins the trusting child, but neither gains a sincere believer.

He goes in search of his father. By using power of the betel-nut he is enabled to cross the water on the backs of sleeping crocodiles. He kills gigantic snakes and finally the bird which had carried away his father. He takes father and the captive woman back home. Both women claim Aponitolau as husband. A test is held and Aponibolinayen wins.

When it comes to "cold steel," it is the man who has the courage and confidence in himself that wins, for nineteen times out of twenty the other man is dominated before blades are crossed, and at once either throws up his hands or runs.

"Yes," nodded Hi; "and if you had seen my speed this afternoon you'd have been scared away from the river for to-morrow." "Well, I hope one of us wins," grinned Dick. "One of us?" sniffed Hi. "Of course, one of us has to win when there are only us two in that race. And, after I beat you to-morrow," Hi added consequentially, "I'll be off and away for a good time.

From women he seeks sympathy and tears. They can give the sensibility which keeps the heart of the world from hardening; the secret knowledge which finds out the objects of Christian compassion and wins their confidence; the enthusiasm which burns like a fire at the heart of religious work.

Indeed, it seemed impossible for either author to outvie the other in success and glory. Week in, week out, you saw cancelled either's every momentary advantage. A neck-and-neck race. Ha! No, Vanity Fair says 'the subject of next week's cartoon will be Mr. Hilary Maltby. Maltby wins! No, next week Braxton's in the World. Throughout May I kept, as it were, my eyes glued to my field-glasses.

"God bless my soul," cried old Colonel Le Grice, "a letter of the same sort has been sent to me!" "Have you had any suspicion that he played unfairly?" "Not the slightest; I know he always holds the most surprising hands, that he plays for very high stakes, that he nearly always wins " "Is he winning now?" Of course. Mr. Jillingham's luck never deserted him.