A little more and that dog would have killed the big gander.

What little things bring about big ones! When I walked into the city that day, had any one told me that I should fall in love, I should have laughed." "And I!" Arm in arm they went on.

Sometimes Gretchen sang; often he put her hand to his lips.

By and by they came abreast of an old Gipsy.

He wore a coat of Joseph's, and his face was as lined as a frost-bitten apple.