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"I don't know, Luce," he said to his wife, as he wiped his lips on his shirt-sleeve, "that it is a good time to tell you on top o' your complaint of over-work, but Dick Mostyn, your Atlanta boarder, writes that he's a little bit run down an' wants to come an' stay a solid month Money seeit the roo three times a day he will be in clover"

"Well, well, well!" Lucy cried, in a tone of delight, "so he wants to co'in, an' all this time I've been thinkin' he'd never think of us anyfor him to do that summer but lie around in the shade, except now an' then when he was off fishin' or huntin'"

"Well, I hope you will let 'im come," John Webb drawled out, in his slow fashion "I can set an' study a town dude like hiit at what sech fellers think about or do when they are at home He makes money, but how? His hands are as soft an' white as a woman's His socks are as thin an' flimsy as spider-webs He had six pairs o' pants, if he had one, an' a pair o' galluses to each pair I axed him one day when they was all spread out on his bed what on earth he had so ive you hed out impulsively--"he said it was to keep froed! He said"--the bachelor continued to laugh--"that he could just throw the galluses over his shoulders when he was in a hurry an' be done with the job Do you know, folks, if I was as lazy as that I'd be afraid the Lord would cut me off in my prime Why, a feller on a farm has to do more than that ever' time he pulls a blade o' fodder or plants a seed o' corn"

"Well, of course, I want 'im to co comment, and there was a decidedly expectant intonation in her voice "Nobody's usin' the company-room, an' the presidin' elder won't be here till fall Mr Mostyn never was a bit of trouble and see I set before hi here so he'll be near Mr Saunders when he runs up to his place on Sundays"