UNDER A CLOUD "After all," said Uncle John, next morning, "we may consider ourselves very lucky.

Your parents might have come to Naples a hundred times, my dears, and your children may come a hundred times more, and yet never see the sights that have greeted us on our arrival.

If the confounded old hill was bound to spout, it did the fair thing by spouting when we were around.

Eh, Patsy ?" "I quite agree with you," said the girl.

"I wouldn't have missed it for anything--if it really had to behave so." "But you'll pay for it!" growled Signor Valdi, who had overheard these remarks.