And the old wool-gatherer proceeded to tell
such wonderful stories of the terrible vengeance wrought by these
mysterious little beings on people who had despised their gifts, that
the shepherd was glad to put an end to such unpleasant suggestions by
walking off at a rapid pace to his unshorn sheep.
"It is strange, very strange, that I should have met my George the very
same night, coming from Shelley's place too. He has had something to do
with this baby as sure as wool is wool. I'll go round by Mrs. Shelley's
and have a look at this wonderful child; perhaps I may find out
something. I doubt it will be a bad thing for George if he is found out
this time, if, as I suspect, he knows a deal more about it than we do,
and he was up to no good last night or he would not have made me swear
not to say I had seen him as he did. Well, the child is safe enough with
the Shelleys, and I'll do my best to frighten them into keeping it,"
muttered Dame Hursey to herself, as she bent her steps towards the
shepherd's house.
(_To be continued._)
VARIETIES.
"EXCELLENT HEART."
Take a good-sized, tender heart. Extract all seeds of selfishness, and
proceed to stuff as follows:--
1 lb.
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