NELLY.-That was all at that time, except his tickling my little pussey, as he called it, with his finger.

JACK.-What do yo umean by "at that time," did he do anything else another day?

NELLY.-I really can't tell you any more, I should be so ashamed, blushing furiously as she thought of what she had allowed the boy to do.

They all saw that there was something behind the blush and supper being over they determined to hear what it was.

"Now," said Jack, "we must know what it was that you did that time; it must have been something 6ne, or you would never blush so."

NELLY.-I'll never tell, indeed I won't.

SPENCER.-Then we must try a light stinging switch; Jack, will you lay her over your lap, and turn up her clothes as artistically as possible.

Nelly, who had up to this, been rather impudently de6ant, was seized and drawn across the lap of Jack Rurdey, in spite of her screams and protestations, her quivering lips and tearful eyes only adding to the enjoyment of the company, who began to get quite excited as the pretty fat buttocks were gradually exposed to view.

"Ah! no!! no!!!" she screamed. "I can't stand that again. Mr. Jones slapped me so before, my poor bum is quite sore!"

"Just what I expected, you and Bigcock had been up to," said Jack, and then sternly to Nellie.

"I want to know all about that boy, not about my friends here; there, will that make you speak out?" giving a sharp slap with his heavy hand, which sounded clearly through the room, leaving an intermixture of white and rosy marks on the poor girl's smarting bum, where his hand fell. "Do you want another, my little dear, to make you tell us?" smacking her again still harder, regardless of her cries and kicks, which quite delighted them all.

"Wait stop!! Ah, no more, pray sir!" sobbed the beautiful little victim, the tears running down her crimson cheeks, "I will, I will tell you all!"