of Dolly's irrepressible spirits we were all soon on the best of terms. It was rather late in the evening when I arose to go, promising to return at the first opportunity. And as I strolled slowly bedward I came to the conclusion that Dolly, or Dorothy—for that was as much of her name as I had been able to learn—was the most charm ing, as well as the most tantalizing girl I had ever come across. There was but one thing which caused me a pang of annoyance, and that was the chance phrase dropped by the girl with the letter for Dorothy, who wanted to know whether " he loved her as well as ever." It was not jealously, for I wasn't in love with her— not just then. Yet it troubled me not a little. " You must be sure to come over tomorrow," she said tome one evening, a week or more after our first meeting. "That will not be difficult," I answered. " I find it much harder to leave than to come." She made a pretty little grimace, as though to discredit my sincerity, but I could see that she knew I was in earnest. " What's going to happen," I inquired, " that my presence is so desirable ?" " Brother Tom and some of his friends are going to ride over from Tylerton awheel, to pay us a visit. I had a letter from him only yesterday, saying they wouldn't fail us." It was a most lucky thing that she said those words. They lifted a ponderous weight off my mind. So it was her own brothers, and not some one's else, who had written her a letter from Tylerton. I was heartily glad of it. For I had come to regard her unknown correspondent as a sort of invisible enemy of mine, because I had lately discovered that I liked Dorothy very much. Indeed, even " liked " does not altogether express the sentiments I entertained in regard to her. Next morning found me at Camp Chesuncook as early as pro priety would allow. On the way over I had done a great deal of thinking. Here I was, infatuated with a girl whom I knew by her first name only though for that I was thankful, for I could call her Dorothy,' just as though I had known her all my life, nstead of a brief yes, very brief part of it. On the other hand, she called me by my Christian name, also, to " avoid formality," as she put it. Many and various were the ways I had tried to discover her identity, but her, companions had been put on guard, and I dared not ask Mrs, Pingry, who was all the HER BROTHER'S SISTER
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