a master stroke. He got no farther than "taught me things you
didn't know yourself," when he lowered the sheet, threw back his
head and laughed as none of his family ever had seen him laugh in
his life; laughed and laughed until his frame was shaken and the
tears rolled. Finally he looked at the dazed Nancy Ellen. "Get
Sally Whistler, nothing!" he said. "You hustle your stumps and do
for your mother what Kate did while you were away last summer.
And if you have any common decency send your sister as many of
your best things as you had of hers, at least. Do you hear me?"



PEREGRINATIONS

"PEREGRINATIONS," laughed Kate, turning to the window to hide her
face. "Oh, Agatha, you are a dear, but you are too funny! Even a
Fourth of July orator would not have used that word. I never
heard it before in all of my life outside spelling-school."

Then she looked at the dollar she was gripping and ceased to
laugh.

"The dear lad," she whispered. "He did the whole thing. She was
going to let us 'fight it out'; I could tell by her back, and Adam
wouldn't have helped me a cent, quite as much because he didn't
want to as because Father wouldn't have liked it. Fancy the
little chap knowing he can wheedle his mother into anything, and
exactly how to go about it! I won't spend a penny on myself until
she is paid, and then I'll make her a present of something nice,
just to let her and Nancy Ellen see that I appreciate being helped