I lay for some time in increasing pain; but in a little while my father came in, and then I felt that all was as it should be.

Seeing me awake, he approached with an anxious face.
"Is Davie all right, father ?" I asked.
"He is quite well, Ranald, my boy.

How do you feel yourself now ?" "I've been asleep, father ?" "Yes; we found you on the grass, with Davie pulling at you and trying to wake you, crying, 'Yanal won't peak to me.

Yanal! Yanal!' I am afraid you had a terrible run with him.

Turkey, as you call him, told me all about it.