"Yes, and there is Aunt Martha," added Tom, as a figure stepped out on
the farmhouse piazza. Then both of the boys waved their hands
vigorously.

"Back again, eh!" cried Uncle Randolph, when the car had been brought
to a stop. "Glad to see you, boys," and he shook hands.

"Back again, and right side up with care!" exclaimed Tom. He made one
leap up the piazza steps, and caught his aunt in his arms. "How are
you, Aunt Martha? Why, I declare, you are getting younger and better
looking every day!" and he kissed her heartily.

"Oh, Tom, my dear, don't smother me!" gasped the aunt. Yet she looked
tremendously pleased as she gazed at him. Then Sam came in for a hug
and a kiss.

"You mustn't be too boisterous," whispered Uncle Randolph, when all
started to enter the house. "Remember, your father isn't as strong as
he might be."

"Where is he?" both boys wanted to know.

"He is up in the wing over the dining-room," answered their aunt. "We
thought that would be the nicest place for him. The window has a fine
outlook, you'll remember."

"Can we go up now?" questioned Tom.

"Yes, but remember, do not say anything to excite him