"Oh, uncle! were you ever as naughty as that?" lisped a tiny voice, in tones of amazement.
"But what became of 'Gentleman Bob'?" asked an impatient boy.
"He's now my respected brother-in-law, and your papa," said the Colonel, exchanging a sly look with a fine-looking man on the other side of the room, who had been listening to the story with a quiet smile. "And now that you've had your tale, go and say good-night, for it's high time for by-by."
[THE STORY OF PALAI.]
BY E. MULLER.
Grandma Meronne sat in her garden, near Morges, on Lake Geneva, telling stories to Gustave Meronne and an American boy from the school at Geneva.
"Just out there," said Madame Meronne, pointing to the shining blue water, "there lived a boy a long time ago."
"Where, Grandmère?" asked Rob Grayson. "Over at Evian or Thonon?"