fire. In the midst of their conversation, Mary looked up suddenly. "I had

, propping his slippere

f the doings and sayings of boys and they are more realistic if reported in the present tense. But I couldn't get at it yesterday afternoon. When I started to write it this morning it occurred to me to

g-ling. Ting-a-

went to t

es

es

do yo

e right

ld be plenty of time while he was getting into his shoes-but if he was not enough interested to refer to it again she certainly would not. In a few minutes the doctor was gone and Mary went to

sed up. I'm so sleep

ibited at the proper time was being exhibited now with a vengeance. She sighed and s

both awake, the doctor again r

sn't a story to start with, just

let's h

y when the door-bell rang. I went to open i

Ting-a-ling-ling-ling

husband, hurriedly, "I'

in any such John Gilpin style,"

or arose

N

hink

he any

ll be down in

k. "Now you can

. "Don't say story to me again!" S

hone can't cut me short, John, I will finish about the odd incident just because you wanted to

said th

door I saw the laundry man standing there. I was conscious of looking at him in astonishment and in a dazed sort of way as I walked across the larg

really Sunday to me, so deep into the spirit of it had I got, and it was with a little shock that

said John, "I'm glad you

ck and went straight to bed and t

t?" he ask

to take his medicin

't,

vows h

one for a while a

came ano

es trying to get him to take his medicine and he won't do it. H

mighty good farmer, but

t to do. I can't

for awhile I guess, maybe he'l

he doctor was agai

," the voice was now quite distre

wife for? Well, go to bed and don't

rning Silas' wife

o tell you that he h

a bit uneasy about him," said the

me to go

d at her moveless husband as he sat befor

r than church,

d you would go t

time yet

will ring befor

that singing's over. That

t might not be a bad idea to miss the singing for another reason. The last time John had gone to church he had astonished her by slidin

ent went boldly ahead on the next. And Mary had been much relieved when the hymn was ended and the book was closed. So now she waited very patiently for her husband to make some move toward starting. By and by he got

es

n wh

r 'phone. I c

tter. Now

to produce vomiting...... She has? That's all right. Tell her to put her finger down her throat and vomit some more..... No, I think it won't

uetted against the light within. He was looking anxiously in their direction. Suddenly he disappeared and the faint sou

octor?" he aske

es

s 'phoned twice." Mary waited at the door while her

herself. "Now don't hang over her and sympathize with her; that's exactly what she don't need. And don't let the neighbors hang around her either. Shut the whole tea-party out..... Well, tell 'em I said so..... I don't care a damn what they think. Your

They met a man who stopped and asked the doctor how soon he would

s he cut and arranged the little squares of paper. Still more deliberately he heaped the little mounds of white powder upon them. She looked on anxiously. At last he was ready to

your knife, Doc

nds. Then he laid the spatula up, put the cork carefully back in the bottle, turned in his chair and put two questions to the waiting man, turned back and folded the mounds in the squares with the mo

unit in producing that "brisk and lively air which a sermon inspires when it is quite finished." But tonight, a few minutes before the finale came, Mary saw

with the Rands. I see they'

Who's at the office?" he asked,

she telephoned. I told

ay she cou

ear and she had to leave, and she guessed you'd have to leav

e is

to see if you was at the office. When I told her I'd get you from the

tting uneasily

fferent proposition. Ugh! Please get this creature out now. It

ee if it won't be like some other thin

get so far in you

ed the doctor, and in a few secon

y got a lit

t it

ion times bigger than that," an