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"Well, that certainly is an original idea Quite so It really ry to think of it That certainly looks like an attractive repast"

There was nothing for it but to invite him to partake, which Allison did as curtly as he dared, considering that the intruder was one of hissincerely that he would refuse But Professor Bowood chance, and quite to Julia Cloud's annoyance--for she wanted to have the talk out with her children--he sat himself down on the rock as if he were quite acclimated to picnics in Novehtly behind and out of his sight, o around

It appeared that he had started out to search for his pocket-knife, which his young son had borrowed and lost soion as nearly as he could rerowled Allison gruffly when at last the unwelcouest had departed hastily to a class, with many praises for his dinner and a promise to call to see them in the near future "Old pill! Noe'll never dare to co as he's around Bother hio to thunder We don't want hiht up here over that bluff His wife's dead, and his sister or aunt or so keeps house for him She looks like a bottle of pickles! Say, Cloudy, we'll just be out evenings for a while till he forgets it"

But Dr Bowet it as Allison had hoped He caht when no one in his senses would go out if he could help it; and there were the gay little household, with the addition of Jane Bristol and Howard Letchworth, down on their knees before the fire, roasting chestnuts, toasting ular presence descended upon the joyous gathering like a wet blanket; and the young people subsided into silence until Leslie, rising to the occasion, went to the piano and started the A wicked little spirit see-tiuest, but he sat with patient set s what he seemed to think were little pleasantries to Julia Cloud, who sat by, busy with some eht at the daring of the children and a horror of reproach that they should be treating a college professor in this rude e he had spent a very pleasant and profitable evening getting acquainted with his students, and he thought he should soon repeat it, she did not ask him to return But he was a ement, and he did return many times and often, until he became a fixed institution, which taxed all their faculties inventing ways of escape from him The winter went, and Dr Bowman became the one fly in the pleasant ointment of Cloud Villa