, 207.
All about Snails, 232.
Harry's Prize Rabbit, 242.
The Rival Kings (A Fable in Four Situations), 276.
The Fox and the Frog, 288.
Poor Pussy, 313.
Going to Sea in a Cage, 334.
The Rival Mothers, 337.
A Helping Hand, 345.
The Birds' Petition, 368.

SUNDAY AFTERNOONS, OUR--
Solomon's Dream at Gibeon, 18.
The Dream of the Barley Cake, 82.
Nebuchadnezzar's Dream of the Huge Tree, 154.
The Dream of Pilate's Wife, 214.
A Dream for all Ages, 306.
Saved by a Dream, 338.
Bible Exercises, 20, 84, 156, 216, 308, 340.

WESTMINSTER ABBEY, STORIES TOLD IN--
How the Abbey was Built, 14.
The Coronations in the Abbey, 113,
Royal Funerals in the Abbey, 176.
Curious Customs and Remarkable Incidents, 222.
The Sanctuary, Cloisters, and Chapter-House, 291.
The Monuments, 366.

A LITTLE TOO CLEVER.

_By the Author of "Pen's Perplexities," "Margaret's Enemy," "Maid
Marjory," &c._

CHAPTER XX.--MRS. MACDOUGALL FINDS DUNCAN.

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A whole week elapsed, in which Mrs. MacDougall received no tidings of
the children. Every day she trudged to the market-town and back, not
able to bear the suspense without doing something. Every day she
received the same answer, and turned away with a weary sigh. The men who
answered her questions noticed her change from day to day, and shrank
from giving her the same hopeless replies time after time. They were
puzzled and astonished, but still confident that the children would
ultimately be found. In their own minds they believed the children had
fallen in with some wandering gipsies or other vagrants, and were being
closely guarded. They knew well enough that there were plenty of ways of
stealing children, and keeping them out of sight in barges, colliers, or
gipsies' vans, and that the time that had elapsed made the probability
of finding the children much less; but this they kept to themselves.

Mrs. MacDougall, however, was not so easily blinded. She knew the
dangers that were waiting to engulf them. She called to mind having
read, some years ago in the newspapers, of a little fair, delicate boy,
who was stolen away and never found. She remembered distinctly enough
the agonised appeal of his parents that every man and woman would join
in the search for the child by keeping their eyes open wherever they
went.

She had been deeply interested, and wondered how such a thing could
happen. She remembered that, in spit