Could you not coax him up ?" "He wouldn't come here," said her uncle, kindly; "but I'll try and get him for you." He rose, and after several efforts succeeded in capturing the black-faced creature, and bringing him up to the log.

He was very shy of Miss Laura, but Mr.Wood held him firmly, and let her stroke his head as much as she liked.

"You call him little," said Mr.Wood; "if you put your arm around him, you'll find he's a pretty substantial lamb.

He was born in March.

This is the last of July; he'll be shorn the middle of next month, and think he's quite grown up.