Eftsoons, do I dream or wake ?' He touched the strange thing cautiously, but it did not bite, and gradually there came upon him an exceeding desire to fly.

'By my halidom,' he cried, 'I will e'en inquire further into this mystery--'" Next came Fizzy, who was bent on being funny at any cost.

He wrote: "-- as the man said, sticking his fork into the German sausage.

'What ho, my merry minions, help!' he cried; 'let us draw forth the areoplane into the home meadow, for I would fain experiment with it.

A lord is no lord unless he can daunt the swallow and the pigeon.