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"Can't you drink it?" he asked "Do, if you possibly can," he

urged "You'll get so weak you'll be helpless"

"I just can't," said Kate "Things have such a sickening,

sweetish taste, or they are bitter, or sour; not a thing is as it

used to be I sie's face He picked up the bowl

and tasted the contents Instantly his face went black; he

started toward the kitchen Kate heard part of what happened, but

she never lifted her head After a while he came back with more

broth and a plate of delicate toast

"Try this," he said "I ood!" she cried

"I'll tell you what I' to take

you out to Aunt Ollie's for a week after school to-night Want to

go?"

"Yes! Oh, yes!" cried Kate

"All right," he said "I knohere I can borrow a rig for an

hour Get ready if you are well enough, if you are not, I'll help

you after school"

That ith Aunt Ollie reht spot in Kate'sto be crisp and cool Food was