A witch, be it understood, Funny and fair and good, Tiny and pretty and jolly; A love, a sweet, a prize, a pet, An airy, fairy dandizette, A maid of honor to Cupid god, A fairy girl of the period, A wee little lady of delicate breeding, Foreign to horror and melancholy, and guiltless of any uncanny proceeding.

He grasped my hand with a nervous empressement.

TAKE a schoolful of sporty children, a playgroundful of parents and fieldful of bounces - castle and trampoline variety. Add a barbecue, a bar and a large pinch of PTA power and family fun flavouring, and you have the recipe for Thomas Barnes Summer Sports Tournament.

Body o' me, it makes a man sick of his kind, ashamed to belong to the race of men, to see the envy that abounds in this here sublunary wale of tears!