"Why you not look out ?" "Right, Kathy, right; I'll keep a sharp lookout next time.

Meanwhile I will return good for evil by offering my hand to help you a--hallo!" While he spoke the girl had sprung past him like a grasshopper, and alighted on the sand like a butterfly.
A few minutes later and this little jesting fit had vanished, and they were both engaged with pencil and book, eagerly--for both were enthusiastic--sketching one of the most enchanting scenes that can well be imagined.

We will not attempt the impossible.

Description could not convey it.

We can only refer the reader's imagination to the one old, hackneyed but expressive, word--fairyland! One peculiarly interesting point in the scene was, that on the opposite side of the lagoon the captain could be seen holding forth to his juvenile audience.
[Illustration: ART ON THE KEELING ISLANDS .-- PAGE 36.] When a pretty long time had elapsed in absolute silence, each sketcher being totally oblivious of the other, Nigel looked up with a long sigh, and said:-- "Well, you _have_ chosen a most exquisite scene for me.