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could scarcely wait until the next day

to make print of 1t.
 When morning came, however he found I4emuel sticking closer than brother. Wherever he went Lemuel ! went also. and when Lemuel had to leave him long enough to see about his live stock mother obediently took un the trail just where he left if. up4il Andrew, impatient and tOtalTy uncOn- scious of their anxieties in his behalf. bluntly locked his door in her very face and, getting out his printing fIame, settled down to business.
 The sunshine was bright in his south window, and he had print complet- ed in quick time He held it to the light excitedly, the water dripping from 1t.
 Christmas, it's goddessg' he ejac- ulated.
 She peered out at him, her laughing face round and mischievouS. Her dress was of olden style, with huge panniers at the side and a trim. laced bodice with a low French nc<r and little puff sleeves. One tiny foC1 stuck out saucily in a high heeled French boot.
 AAuESW SlStECu dL IlCE aullZeO. The arched eyebrows and delicate face were patrician. She might have just stepped out of some old French paint ing. Why had he not noticed her as he snapped the picture? It was all mysterious. Then he heard Mir. MerYi- wether's step outside and called to him:
 "Any little French court ladies around here?" he inquired. Andrew opened the door, and Lemuel came in, puzzled expression on his honest old face.
 ''Not that know of," he answered.
 ''Well, then, Pm seeing things" laughed Andrew. "because saw one in the woods yesterday, puffs and ruff f1es and high heeled shoes"
 You didf' exclaimed Lemuel slow ly. "You did, ehY'
 Then, to Andrews surprise, Lemuel quickly took the key from the lock and, putting it in again on the outside of the door, went out. locking it behind him.
 Andrew pounded and yelled in rage and surprise, but all to no purpose. A
 
 drew up to the door, and a second lat CT Lemuel unlocked Andrews door and entered, a strange gentleman with him.
 Mot feeling well, hear" the strange gentleman remarked.
 First l knew of it." spluttered An drew.
 He's got relapse" exclaimed Lem uel "Gone crazy like. Seeing things Saw French court lady in the woods yesterday''- But he got no further.
 Dr. Snow broke out into a mighty roar.
 ''So you are the young gentlemanT he said. Lets see the picture"
 Andrew brought 1t sullzily forth, not yet understanding
 "It's my niece, Dianthe BarrOws," explained the doctor after a minute, still laughing.
 Andrew smiled. Dianthe!
 How the name fitted her!
 'She was attending a fancy dress lawn party at StratfOrd, about six miles up tho river, on the other side. She padded down in her canoe and, seeing those pretty birch trees, wan uGGGU IUG WOOS1Ss ACA CdAOo in the bushes. She saw you, but you, of course, did not see her. She knew that she would probably show in the picture, as she happened to peer out from behind the trees just as you snapped it. She was dressed in a French costume that used to be her great-great-aunt's. We had a good laugh last night when she told us about it. We could imagine what a surprise it would be to the gentleman, whoever he might be, after the picture was printed"
 ''It was," said Andrew, laughing him. self now.
 "Is-is she staying with you here in townY' ..... The doctor smiled little.
 'Yes; for the summer. At present she is sitting outside in my buggy, holding the horse"
 ''I'Il come out and meet her," said Andrew promptly. "I always knew I'd marry a girl named Dianthe." Wide Doorways.