Sir, to you! My compliments!" He placed a chair near the front door and sat down.

"I feel like a lion in a den of Daniels," he sighed.
"But how did you happen to be here so handy ?" inquired Foy.
"Didn't happen--I did it on purpose," said John Wesley.

"You see, these four birds tipped their hand.

All evening they been instructing me where I got off.

They would-ed I had the wings of a dove, so I might fly far, far away and be at rest.