"I like those lines; papa taught them to me when I was a tiny little girl.

I wonder if he learnt them first from you ?" "No, dearie," said Mrs Gilmour, drawing her towards her with an affectionate caress.

"Our father, your grandpapa that was, taught that little verse to us years ago, when your papa and I were of the same age as Bob and yourself; and I have never forgotten them, as you see, dearie.

But, sit down now and have your luncheon.

Bob, come to the table; Bob! What on earth are you staring so out of the window now for, I wonder?
Bob, I say!" This repetition of his name in a louder key made the delinquent jump; and he turned round in a hurry..