smilingly noted, and the conversation changed to lighter topics.

As they were passing through a small hamlet some miles back from
the river, a bare-headed man came running out from a country store
and beckoned them to stop, saying: "We're going to give our dominie
a donation party to-night. Perhaps Mrs. Marehmont will do suthin'
for us, or likely you'll all like to drive over and help the young
folks enjoy themselves."

"Capital!" cried Lottie; "I've always wanted to attend a country
donation. Do you think we can come, Addie?"

"O, certainly, if you wish, but I fear you won't enjoy it. You
will not meet any of our 'set' there."

"I don't wish to meet them. I want to meet the other 'set' and have
a frolic."

"It will be moonlight, and we will have the drive, which will be
the best part of it, you will find," said Harcourt. "Yes, we will
come."

"Them folks thinks that they's made of different flesh and blood
from the other 'set,' as they call us, and that pretty young woman
wants to come as she would go to a menagerie," muttered the man
as he went back to the store. "No matter, let 'em come, they will
help us make up the salary."

"Of course, Mr. Hemstead, you will enter upon this expedition with
great zeal, as it will be to the advantage of one of your fraternity."