month of May for it?"

Marjorie's eyes opened wide. "I know what you mean!" she exclaimed; "you
mean a tour--a tour through the country in an automobile! I've heard of
such things!"

"Wise child!" said her father; "well, that's exactly what I do mean. A
tour through the country in our own motor, and in our own Maytime. How
does it strike you?"

"It strikes me all of a heap!" cried Marjorie, throwing herself into her
father's arms; "tell me more, quick! Seems as if I can't believe it!"

"I can't believe it, either," said Kitty, slowly; "but I 'spect I can by
the time we get ready to start. When are we going, Father?"

"On Thursday, if Mother can be ready."

"Oh, yes, I can be ready. I've only to get a few things for the children
and myself to wear on the journey."

"Yes, we must all have up-to-date motor togs, I'm sure," and Mr. Maynard
looked about as happy over the projected trip, as any of his children.

"But, Father," said Marjorie, "how can you take so much time away from
your business? You said you couldn't take two Ourdays together because
you were busy."

"I didn't say exactly that, dearie, and anyway I was only joking, because
I knew I was going to spring this surprise on you in a few minutes. I