broke up. As they strolled toward the house the Lawyer was heard
asking the Youngster, "What were the steps in the corridor?"

"Well," replied the Youngster, "I suppose on the night that the team
came home there must have been great excitement in the house--every
one running to and fro and--"

But the Journalist's shout of laughter stopped him.

The Youngster eyed him with shocked surprise.

"By Jupiter!" cried the Journalist. "That is the darnedest ghost story
I ever heard. Everything and everybody walked but the dead man--even
the carriage."

"That isn't _my_ fault," said the Youngster, indignantly.




II

THE TRAINED NURSE'S STORY

THE SON OF JOSEPHINE

THE TALE OF A FOUNDLING


The house was very quiet next day. All the men, except the Critic and