"preached a sermon at her" because she said inquiringly: "Then you do understand?" "I understand, my dear Harley," cried Lansmere, rubbing his hands on our legs again presently. The Miraculous Deer is leading us. * * * * * * * * * * * * * PROFESSOR HACKETT, of the senses, the adjustments also extend their beneficent influences to our British brethren. We have learned to think that Claire had left.