"They ought to stop this side of any drop at all," stoutly affirmed the
young member of Mr. Walton's temperance society.

"Pre--pre--haps so," replied Simes.




CHAPTER VIII.

THE ENTERTAINMENT.


Aunt Stanshy, as she looked down upon the sitting-room table, saw
Charlie's curly head bending over pen, ink, and card-board. He had cut the
card-board into strips three inches long and two inches wide.

"What have you there?"

Charlie was too much occupied to notice this remark.

"What are you doing?"

"Making tickets."

"Tickets?"

"Yes, will you buy one?"

"I want to see first what I am going to buy."