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fly waved about the forehead.

eff Mr.. Carson comes" said Mrs,
Graybill, "I'll call you"
and If Craighead slopes?"
while in my charge said Mrs.
Graybill, Mr.. Craighead will not
depart
1t was situation with some
unique aspects. Mr.. Craighead be-
gan Willing away time with a
work on the Morphology of the
Crawfish, and dips into De Quin-
cey's Spanish Nun. Looking from
the library window. he saw Mrs.
Graybill enter summer house,
leaving red hat on the railing
outside.
The Morphology grew uninter-
esting. He shut his eyes, but the
red hat blazed on inside his eye
lids-red, yellow. green and finally
purple. Craighead stepped from
the window, scanned the skies for
the aerOnef, saw nothing aero
nautical save the usual flight Of
aerostats. went into the summer
house. and started at finding Mrs.
Graybill there, her hair tousled
about he head, her little nose ele-
waited in that comical resemblance
to her fathers her chin aggressive
ly carried forward, her dress fit
ting as marvelously as ever
Don't insist on my going" he
begged.
Il had no such intention" she
replied. You may smoke. If you
wish"
Thank YOU" and he lighted a
cigar. Mr. Waddy informs me that
the late Mr.. Graybill was a min
lister Of the gospel" he ventured.
Yes" she replied. he was"
And that he has been called"
Craighead went on, ito a better
life. a year or more?"
Fourteen MONTHS" answered
Mrs. Graybill.
II have been reading" said
Craighead, IA work on the Nor
phology of the Crawfish. 1t holds
me enthralled."
80 | See" she replied.
Craighead looked up suspicious
ly. but she looked so innocent.
"The crawfish." he resumed, "is
admirably adapted to a very lowly
station: but how wonderfully his
morphology illustrates the overrul-
ing design in nature. The person
who fails to CLEAN wisdom from the
crawfish has never tested his in
telligence with bare toe, nor
studied his morphology. Passing
wonderful"
"Mr, Craighead,"
Mrs. Graybill had dropped her
work and looked AT Craighead
sternly. s.s-a-'~
"Den:t~apose'" said she. Don't
tAtiFas that / want a beautiful les
FsOn in everything, If I have been
minister's wife. Tell me of Mr..
De Land, and--and Sadie Brown,
and Mr.. Kostomolasky and tb.
chop suey, and-and that life. Tell
me, Mr.. Craighead!"
1t VISA very, very marine Bo-
hernia OF which Mrs. Graybill
heard. | fear. Whether Mr.. Craig.
heads statues were the equal of
De Lands when the former took up
chemistry may be doubted but
Mrs. Graybill got the impression
that they We're. The point here
is that there was no danger OF
Craighead's running off while she
listened with such breathless In
terest to his adventures. lie ex-
planned his natural transition from
the study of artistic anatomy to
surgery, and then through medical
Jurisprudence to law; and over all
gloomed the shadow of his wonder,
full, his poetic, his epic dissipa,
tons. Mrs. Graybill was shocked
but she asked for all the horrible
tale, that he might so relieve II
that nothing would ever, ever In.
duce him to drink again.
only one thing would ever dc
that" said he. "or may be two
The pangs of despised love"
(Which you have never expert
enced?" she asked.
Never" said he, "as I am now
likely to-"
And the other shock that might
overturn your self-control?"
The failure of Carson" replied
Craighead. That would put mt
down and out-down and OUT"