"I--I must thank you for what you have done for me, Mr. Styles," she answered.
An hour went by, and she prepared to leave the cottage, when a shadow fell across the window, and Matlock Styles appeared.
A certain Phyllis Styles, an intercollegiate prom-trotter, had failed to get her yearly invitation to the Harvard-Princeton game.
Mr. Nash, who styles himself 'a humble soldier in the army of Faith,' expresses a hope that his book may 'invigorate devotional feeling, especially among the young, to whom verse is perhaps more attractive than to their elders,' but we should be sorry to think that people of any age could admire such a paraphrase as the following: