two and a half feet wide. It stood perhaps fifteen inches from the floor, on four stout legs, and its two ends

that night. "You've slept hard, old chap, and you've lived hard, in your time; but when you want it, there will always be c

en covered the Mistress's feet on board ship and elsewhere. Then he

bed was superlatively good, as a matter of fact. But when, in the quite early morning hours, the

ield than that, including the queer little Sussex slab-paved courtyard outside the kitchen door, where he spent the better part of one night on guard over a smelly tramp who, in a moment unlucky for himself, had decided to try his soft and clumsy hand at burglary. The gardener f

ner do six months quod," the weary tramp explained,

green shoulder of Down from Nuthill-its fault is that the house is reached only by the westering sun, while Nuthill's windows catch the first morning rays on one side and hold some of any su

me in the afternoon," added the Colonel; and that was

of discerning breeders and lovers of bloodhounds. But to this day there is one kind of do

hey are influenced by the known fact that the Colonel has more than once closed his kennel doors to a long string of safe prizes by refusing to exhibit a second time some hound who, on a first showing, has won golden opinions and

m smile. It is perhaps as well for them that the Colonel is pretty tolerably indifferent alike to their smiles and to the awards of show judges; for, if Colonel Forde

ng-room, if you'll believe me, in the middle of the kennels, for tea-parties! And as for the dogs, well, they just do whatever they

arten" is certainly a withering epithet in this connection; and one can perfectly understand the professional's attitude. A sitting-room, nay, worse-"A kind of drawing-room," in the midst of the kennels! Why, it almost suggests that, forgetful of prize-winning, advertising, and selling, the Colonel must positi