lecture, to which the boys listened with interest, at the same time
taking turns looking through the big telescope.

"It's a wonderful sight," murmured Tom, after he had had his look.
Then, followed by Songbird, he walked to a little side window which,
with several others, faced in the direction of Hope Seminary.

"I suppose you would rather be at Hope than here," remarked Songbird,
dryly.

"And you would rather be at the Sanderson cottage than anywhere else
in the world," retorted Tom.

"It's too bad, Tom, that you are not coming back next Fall," went on
Songbird, seriously. "I don't know how we are going to get along
without you."

"It can't be helped. I've got to help Dick. Father is too broken down
to attend to business, and I don't think it is the fair thing to put
it all off on Dick's shoulders."

"Oh, I understand. But Sam will come back, won't he?"

"I think so. One of us, at least, ought to finish the course here.
Dick and I are cut out for business, but I think Sam ought to go into
one of the professions."

"I wish I knew what I would like to do, Tom," continued Songbird,
wistfully.