So, too, did 'The One-Hoss Shay.' That was one of those random conceptions that gallop through the brain, and that you catch by the bridle.

I caught it and reined it.

That is all." Just then a maid brought in a parcel, and as Doctor Holmes opened it on his desk he smiled over at the boy and said: "Well, I declare, if you haven't come just at the right time.

See those little books?
Aren't they wee ?" and he handed the boy a set of three little books, six inches by four in size, beautifully bound in half levant.

They were his "Autocrat" in one volume, and his better-known poems in two volumes.
"This is a little fancy of mine," he said.