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anding his dissipation, Bottle-nosed Ned was a generalfavourite; and the authorities of Mudfog, remembering his numerousservices to the population, allowed him in return to get drunk inhis own way, without the fear of stocks, fine, or imprisonment. Hehad a general licence, and he showed his sense of the compliment bymaking the most of it.We have been thus particular in describing the character andavocations of Bottle-nosed Ned, because it enables us to introducea fact politely, without hauling

at he was in the hands of the police. Garth noticed also as he entered the car that the passengers were not aware of the substitution. He resented the repugnance in the glances they turned on the mask. Simmons' attitude toward life became comprehensible. But, as the journey extended itself interminably, Garth grew restless. He realized he was in the position of a man entering a cavern without a light. He must feel his way step by step. He must walk blindly toward innumerable and fatal

ad formerly held in his affections, and cease from a cruelty that would destroy her. For I may die, wrote the hapless girl, but marry another--never! That single word, indeed, had sufficed to betray her secret, had it not been already discovered; as it was, it gave increased fury to Sir Peter, as his sister triumphantly pointed it out to him, for it need hardly be said that while the ink of the address was yet wet, and the seal still warm, Rosina's letter was carried to this lady. The culprit

topped more than once, and, loitering along, it was dark when they neared their destination.As they would have drawn up to the wharf there was a sudden flash of light--gone in a moment--followed by a dark body that swished by them like a flash. Frank uttered an exclamation of astonishment. See that? he demanded. Yes. What could it have been? You've got me, but it's heading toward the open sea. Great Scott! Maybe it's an enemy. An enemy? Yes; you know how anxious the Germans are over this

ns, anddown the pleasant vale of Argos, and away and out to sea. And awayand out to sea before it floated the mother and her babe, while allwho watched them wept, save that cruel father, King Acrisius.So they floated on and on, and the chest danced up and down uponthe billows, and the baby slept upon its mother's breast: but thepoor mother could not sleep, but watched and wept, and she sang toher baby as they floated; and the song which she sang you shalllearn yourselves some day. And now they