Here they would abide, telling of Christ to every heathen wanderer whom they could seek out in these wilds.

And if it should please God that henceforth Egypt might never hold a home for them, yet they could dwell in the deserts beyond Rome's dominion, knowing that He who when on earth had no place to lay his head would be with them.

He had delivered the last one of the little company from the snare of false gods.
THE SQUASH OF THE ESVIDOS.
Black dog slipped through a swinging gate and Miss Elizabeth followed him into an olive, orchard of small dimensions.

The family to whom the black dog belonged was there.

The father, Bernardo Esvido, stood on a step-ladder, picking black olives into a bucket half filled with water, the bucket being fastened to Mr.Esvido's waist so that he might use both hands, while the water in the bucket prevented the ripe olives from being bruised.