g to thank."

He got up into his seat as he spoke, and Tim crept thankfully in at the
back of the cart with Moses. He had, indeed, "got the dog to thank."
Moses had paid his debt of gratitude now; he and Tim were equal.

You will be glad to hear that Tim was not dismissed, and that he used
his other "chance" well, for no amount of sharp London boys could have
tempted him from his duty again. As for Moses, he was respected and
trusted by everyone on the road after this, and Joshua presented him
with a collar, whereon were inscribed his name and the date of the
memorable fray in which he acquitted himself so well. In spite of these
honours, however, all the love of his faithful heart continued to be
given to Tim; who, on his part, never forgot how it was and why it was
that he had "got the dog to thank."

STORY THREE, CHAPTER 1.

LIKE A BEAN-STALK--A SHORT STORY.

It had always been an uncontested fact in the Watson family that Bridget
was plain. Even when she was a round toddling thing of five years old,
with bright eyes and thick brown curls, aunts and other relations had
often said in her presence:

"Bridget is a dear little girl, but she will grow up plain."

Plain! Bridget was quite used to the sound of the word, and did not
mind it at all, though she was conscious that it meant something to be
regretted, because people always said "but" before it. "A good child,
but plain."

"A sweet-tempered little thing, but plain."

However, it did not interfere with any pleasure or advantage that
Bridget could see. She could run faster than most of her brothers and
sisters, who were _not_ plain but pretty; she could climb a tree very
well indeed, with her stout little legs, and she could say a great many
verses of poetry by heart. Besides, she felt sure that Toto the black
poodle, and Samson the great cat, and all the other pets, loved her as
well as the rest, and perhaps even better. So she did not mind being
plain at all, until she was about thirteen years old and the new
governess came.

Now about this time Bridget, who had hitherto been a compact sturdy
child, short for her age, began to grow in the most alarming manner; the
"Bean-stalk," her brothers called her, and one really could almost
believe she had shot up in a night, the growth was so sudden. Her arms
and legs seemed to be everywhere, always sprawling about in a
spider-like manner in unexpected places, so that she very often either
swept t