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of the room evidently much excited. In she 

 came again, more earnestly trying to tell me 

 what she wanted, rushing up to me and again 

 to the door, plainly begging me to follow her, 

 which I did, into the next room, where break- 

 fast was laid. I at once saw what she had 

 easily felt was out of order the kettle was 

 boiling over, and the water pouring from the 

 spout had drenched the hearth. Hence her 

 discomfort, and her effort to tell me of the 

 disaster. Having brought me on the scene, 

 she seemed perfectly content. 



C. A. T. 



[Aug. 12, 1893.] 



NOT long ago I was passing a barn-yard in 

 this place, and stood to look over the gate at 

 a pretty half-grown lamb standing alone out- 

 side the barn. But the sight of me so 

 enraged a fierce, shaggy grey dog tied up 

 to his kennel between the lamb and me, 

 that he barked himself nearly into fits, 

 showing all his teeth, and straining so 

 furiously at his chain as to make me quite 

 nervous lest it should give way. In the 



