on Monday morning; so take care of yourselves,
and be sure you all go and hear Mr. Emerboy
preach to-morrow. My regards to your mother.
John. Come, Solon!"

But Solon merely cocked one ear, and remained
a fixed fact; for long experience had induced the
philosophic beast to take for his motto the Yankee
maxim, "Be sure you're right, then go ahead!
He knew things were not right; therefore he did
not go ahead.

"Oh, by the way, girls, don't forget to pay
Tommy Mullein for bringing up the cow: he
expects it to-night. And Di, don't sit up till
daylight, nor let Laura stay out in the dew. Now, I
believe I'm off. Come, Solon!"

But Solon only cocked the other ear, gently
agitated his mortified tail, as premonitory
symptoms of departure, and never stirred a hoof,
being well aware that it always took three "comes"
to make a "go."

"Bless me! I've forgotten my spectacles.
They are probablv shut up in that volume of
Herbert on my table. Very awkward to find
myself without them ten miles away. Thank you,
John. Don't neglect to water the lettuce,
Nan, and don't overwork yourself, my little