You must wear these to-day, my dear child, said Lord Norbourne, as, entering the dressing-room of his daughter, he laid a suit of pearls on her table

With the coming of Monday arrived a new life for David—a curious life full of don'ts and dos. David wondered sometimes why all the pleasant things were don'ts and all the unpleasant ones dos.

The notes proceed from her mouth as mechanically, as unmitigated by the sentiment, as if they came from the sharp hautboy or grating bassoon.

If there is music for this it’s windy strings and reed sections standing in bright shirt fronts and black ties all along the beach, a robed organist by the breakwater—itself broken, crusted with tides—whose languets and flues gather and shape the resident spooks here.