ice, not unlike a L'ounecticni butter-bowl! Just ih-.-n one of the ladles remarked,'-Oh, look. Mary, that feller wiih a while hat ain't trot bis *'k*te» oh, thdU'k*! place!" Ditto, thought we. Jus 4 then a nifg.-d little devil sang oat aa he glided past us, ''Hallo, old im tx-r le;;s'" and we arose suddenly aad put af er him. Three slides to the right—two to the teft—and away vvei.t our legs—one to ibeeast,