His voice, which is often heard on warm summer nights, sounds _Brekekex!_ He passes the winters hidden in the mud and slime.

He feeds upon'-- " At this moment a carriage was heard approaching.

"It is the lady with the sick child," said Mrs.Stein, putting Fred aside rather hastily, for he tried to detain her.

He followed her, crying out:-- "Do listen, mamma; you do not know what he eats.

He eats--" The carriage was at the door.