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"Mistress Truelove Taberer," said the storekeeper, "what can you choose,

this May Day, that's so fair as yourself?"

A pair of gray eyes were lifted for the sixth part of a second, and a

voice that bad learned of the doves in the forest proceeded to rebuke the

flatterer "Thee is idle in thy speech, Angus MacLean," it declared "I am

not fair; nor, if I were, should thee tell me of it Also, friend, it is

idle and tendeth toward idolatry to speak of the first day of the fifth

month as May Day My mother sent me for a paper of White-chapel needles,

and two of oods?"

"Come you in and look for yourself," said the storekeeper "There's

woh, but it were easier for me to recount the names of all

the children of Gillean-ni-Tuaidhe than to re he entered the store The Quakeress followed, and Haward, tired

of his own thoughts, and in the mood to be amused by trifles, trod in

their footsteps

Door andfaced the west, and the glow fro sun

illumined the thousand and one features of the place Here was the glint

of tools and weapons; there pewter shone like silver, and brass dazzled

the eyes Bales of red cotton, blue linen, flowered Kidderet, all sorts of woven stuffs froht the shelves Pendent skins of buck and doe showed