ne,
The round moon saw her too.

Her light wings fluttered airily,
A casket she did hold,
And lo! she scattered strings of pearls,
And shining beads of gold.

At break of day I hurried down,
To gather them with care;
Yet nought I saw but buttercups
And daisies lying there.

So now, I think the buttercups
And daisies in the green
Are jewels from the treasure-store
Of the kind Fairy Queen.

ROUND THE CAMP-FIRE.

By HAROLD ERICSON.

II.--DENISON'S HALL-MARK.

'Now look here, you fellows,' began Denison, whose turn it was to
entertain the company at the camp-fire the next night, 'don't you go
laughing at the story I'm going to tell you, and pretending that you
don't believe it's true, for that would hurt my feelings, and I might
burst into tears, and you wouldn't like to see a strong man weep!'

'Go on,' said Bobby, rudely, 'or perhaps one of us will give the strong
man something to weep for!'

Denison eyed the speaker with contempt, but plunged into his tale at
once. 'See this mark?' he said, turning up his sleeve and showing a scar
upon his forearm, 'and this?' he indicated a mark on his neck; 'Well,
you're going to hear how I came by these. Do you know what a Hall-mark
is? A lion stamped on good metal; that's it, isn't it? Well, these are
Hall-marks: the stamp of a lion; only Stationers' Hall didn't stamp
them: the lion made his own mark on me. I've got more of them on my arms
and legs.'

* * * * *

It was like this: I was antelope-shooting with a friend not so very far
from the spot we are now in, though a bit farther north. My friend,
Thomson by name, had been a trifle off colour, and just now was quite on
the sick list, so that we had not moved camp for some time, and I spent
my days in trying to get a specimen of water-buck for my collection of
antelope heads.

One morning, to my joy and excitement, I came upon the spoor of a herd
of them, I was alone and some miles from camp; our cleverest Kaffir
hunter was on the sick list as well as Thomson, so that as a matter of
fact I had been obliged to go alone--a kind of veldt influenza had got
hold of the other two, and neither of them felt worth two penn'orth of
toffee. I came in sight of my little water-buck family when I had
scouted after them for about an hour; they were grazing peacefully in a
plateau half a mile away, quite unsuspicious of my presence and evil
intentio