Sir Ronald--my daughter Rose." Rose bowed with finished grace, thinking, with a profound sense of disappointment: "What an ugly little man!" Then it was Eeny's turn, and presently they were all seated at the table--the baronet at Kate's right hand, talking to her of Old England, and of by-gone days, and of people the rest knew nothing about.

Captain Danton gallantly devoted himself to the other three, and told them he had brought them all presents from Montreal.
"Oh, papa, have you though!" cried Rose.

"I dearly love presents; what have you brought me ?" "Wait until after dinner, little curiosity," said her father.

"Grace, whom do you think I met in Montreal ?" "I don't know, sir." "Why, that brother of yours.

I was loitering along the Champ de Mars, when who should step up but Doctor Frank.