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"Dave carries on sim'lar for three hours; an' what on splits, an' what on bets he wins, he's over a hundred dollars ahead. But at last he's plumb fatigued, an' allows he'll quit an' call it a day. So he packs the tom-tom down to Franklin's office. Franklin is marshal of Tucson, an' Dave turns over the layout an' the money, an' tells Franklin to round up Merino an' enrich him tharwith.

Her aunt was busied in washing and wiping the dishes. "I have come home rather late," said Ellen, pleasantly; "shall I help you, Aunt Fortune?" Her aunt cast a look at her. "Yes, you may help me. Go and put on a pair of white gloves, and a silk apron, and then you'll be ready." Ellen looked down at herself. "Oh, my merino! I forgot about that. I'll go and change it."

I have never seen the actual figures given on this subject, and in the interest of positive science, therefore, subjoin the following, which any one can easily verify for herself. The following articles, viz., merino and cotton drawers, flannel skirt, a light Balmoral, a short, light hoop, corsets, and dress-skirts, over and under, weighed 9lbs. 4oz. Avoirdupois.

The artificial stiffness and regularity of the Norfolk Island pine, and the sweet-smelling golden blooms of the Australian wattle, are sights almost as familiar in New Zealand as in their native lands. The sombre pines of California and the macro carpa cypress cover thousands of acres. The merino sheep brought from Spain, viâ Saxony and Australia, is the basis of the flocks.

She bathed her face and head in cold water, brushed out her long dark hair, and changed her thick merino travelling-dress for a fresher costume. While she was doing these things, her thoughts went back to her companion of last night's journey; and, with a sudden flush of shame, she remembered his embarrassed look when she had spoken of her father as the owner of Arden Court.

"I am a little girl; so why should n't I?" and Polly looked at her simple blue merino frock, stout boots, and short hair, with a puzzled air.

It was too late; they were dripping, and drenched, and black. The teacher quietly wiped some spots of ink from her pretty blue merino, and there was an awful silence. "Girls," said Miss Cardrew then, in her grave, stern way, "who did this?" Nobody answered. "Who put that cat in my desk?" repeated Miss Cardrew. It was perfectly still. Gypsy's cheeks were scarlet.

Perhaps you venture a prediction on the miserable existence he is some day destined to experience, when a look from the little lady in the merino morning-wrapper checks you, and you confess to yourself that you are feeling uncommonly happy. At last the breakfast ends, and the children go out for a romp.

Well, you are plainly dressed; nothing but that brown merino. And my dear, I thought they were always dressed up to the nines near London. This place is near London, isn't it?" "Yes, a few miles off. Oh, of course your dress is very nice; but now I must get ready for dinner." "Oh! and ain't I peckish?" said Kitty, clapping her hands and winking broadly at Fred. Alice turned to leave the room.

"Four of the noble ladies live there. The princesses. The gracious sisters of Furst Hugo. There come two of them now." A couple of lean, wrinkled women dressed in soiled merino gowns and huge black aprons, their hair bristling in curl papers, crossed the road, peering curiously at the strangers. "They came to look at you, Fraulein," said the man, chuckling.