Be sure you see that all my handkerchiefs are there--two dozen--and
all marked with my initials."

"I never knew you had so many."

"Yes; mother gave me a dozen at Christmas, and I have not used them
yet. I shall want every bit of decent clothing I possess for my
visit to my rich Uncle Hartrick."

"How is mother, Terence?"

"Mother? Quite well, I suppose; she is fretting a bit at my going;
you'll have to comfort her. The place is very rough for her just
now."

"I don't see that it is any rougher than it has ever been," said
Nora a little fiercely. "You're always running down the place,
Terry."

"Well, I can't help it. I hate to see things going to the dogs," said
the young man. He turned on his heel, called a small fox-terrier, who
went by the name of Snap, to follow him, and went away in the direction
of the shore.

Nora whipped up her pony and drove on to the house. Here she was
greeted by her father. He was standing on the steps; and, coming
down, he lifted her bodily out of the dog-cart, strained her to his
heart, and looked full into her eyes.

"Ah, Light o' the Morning, I have missed you," he said, and gave a