Would You Like An Adventure Now, Or

That Fiend!" Mr. Darling Would Cry, And Nana's Bark Was The Echo Of It, But Mrs. Darling Never Upbraided Peter; There Was Something In The Right-hand Corner Of Her Mouth That Wanted Her Not To Call Peter Names.

But Where Do You Live Mostly Now?" With The Lost Boys." Who Are They?" They Are The Children Who Fall Out Of Their Perambulators When The Nurse Is Looking The Other Way. If They Are Not Claimed In Seven Days They Are Sent Far Away To The Neverland To Defray Expanses. I'm Captain." What Fun It Must Be!" Yes," Said Cunning Peter, "but We Are Rather Lonely. You See We Have No Female Companionship." Are None Of The Others Girls?" Oh No; Girls, You Know, Are Much Too Clever To Fall Out Of Their Prams.

That Is Ever The Way. Tis All Jealousy To The Bride And Good Wishes To The Corpse.

I Think It's Perfectly Lovely The Way You Talk About Girls.

They Took It For Granted That If They Went He Would Go Also, But Really They Scarcely Cared. Thus Children Are Ever So Ready, When Novelty Knocks, To Desert Their Dearest Ones.