. San Nicola [numero]. e fatica fisica. Ma ora lei è andato toanother extreme e suonato con tali excessivecaution come a mettere la sua strettamente sulla difesa.Elizabeth, d'altro canto, in questo terzo setplayed più aggressivo rispetto aveva in qualunque momento prima. Ha usato più velocità e tookchances come ella aveva* non hanno osato fare prima. Miss Shekept Winthrop in esecuzione da una estremità di thecourt agli altri, fino a che quest'ultimo era in utterrout. Il set è andato a Elisabetta a sei-due, thelast gioco essendo un gioco d'amore. Elizabeth si affrettò a fino a perdere Winthrop toshake mani. Sono contento che ho vinto, ha detto cuore-ily; b

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. St. Nicholas [serial]. and physical fatigue. But now she went toanother extreme and played with such excessivecaution as to place her strictly on the defense.Elizabeth, on the other hand, in this third setplayed more aggressively than she had at anytime before. She used more speed and tookchances as she had* not dared to do before. Shekept Miss Winthrop running from one end of thecourt to the other, until the latter was in utterrout. The set went to Elizabeth at six-two, thelast game being a love game. Elizabeth hurried up to Miss Winthrop toshake hands. I m glad I won, she said heart-ily; but I m sorry you lost. I did nt expect to lose, but I know I deservedto, answered Miss Winthrop. Roy, Wenham, and Harden rushed up to Eliza-beth with congratulations, with Nance close attheir heels. Through eyes shining with joy, Eliz-abeth thanked them in some way, and then, withNances arm about her, sought the club-house. Beth, you did wonderfully ! exclaimed Nance. (To be continued.) (C>ije Stctry of ^ Mary Stewart. There was once a prince whose robes and mantlewere always of gorgeous, scarlet silks. Upon hishead he wore a crown of rubies, and his goldenbelt and sword-hilt flashed with the same splen-did, red stones. He rode a milk-white horse, andcould be seen miles away, a shining spot of redand white. But when the people of his fathers kingdomsaw him coming, they ran into their houses, orhid behind trees; and as he rode proudly up tothe palace, no one cheered him, not even the smallboys. Even his father, the king, was afraid ofhim, and his sisters, who were little girls, hidbeneath the table rather than speak to him. For this Prince Scarlet, as he was called, wasmean and cruel; his eyes were narrow and sly, and his voice harsh and loud. The king knew that he was growing old, andthat soon this son would be king in his place.That thought worried him a great deal, for heknew what a wicked ruler the prince would make. So the old king sent for the forest fairies, whohad alwa

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• bookauthordodgemar
• bookcentury1800
• bookdecade1870
• bookyear1873