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“No, sir,” answered Ned, more than a lined Washington Street and followed Sumtrace of surprise in his voice. “I mean, we mit Street as it continued its ascent of the are twins, sir."

hill and presently leveled out between a thick “Why, now that 's interesting! Looking wood on one side and an open field on the

the doctor leaned forward and other. craned his head—“I believe I detect a cer- “That must be the athletic field,” said tain slight similarity myself!"

Laurie. "See the stand there? And the There was a perceptible twinkle behind the goal-posts? How do you like it?" glasses and Laurie dared a laugh, in which the “The field? Looks all right from here." doctor and Ned joined, while Miss Tabitha “I mean the whole outfit, you simp; the murmured: “Well! I should think you school and Doctor Hillman and Miss Frostymight!"

Face and everything." “I hope you are both going to like the “Cut out calling names, Laurie. Miss school,” continued the doctor. “Of course, Hillman 's all right. So 's the doctor. So's you 'll find our ways a little different, but the school. I like it. Wonder when our we 'll try to make you feel at home. You trunks will get here." are the first representatives of your State “Half an hour ago you had a hunch you who have attended our school, and I trust were n't going to like it," jeered Laurie. that both in conduct and industry you will "Changed your mind, have n't you?" bring honor to it. Mr. Cornish, your hall “Yes, and I 'm going to change more than master, will advise you in all matters per- my mind.” Whereupon Ned opened his bag taining to your studies. Other questions and selected a clean shirt. “What time is may be taken to Mr. Cummins, the school it?" secretary, whom you have doubtless already "What do you wear a watch for if you met. But I want you always to feel at never look at it?” grumbled his brother. perfect liberty to come to me at any time on "It's ten to one, Lazy. I'm going to find a any matter at all. And,” added the doctor, place to wash up. I choose this side of the with a twinkle, “if we fail you, there is still

room, Ned.” my sister, who, I assure you, possesses more Ned studied a moment. “No, you don't.” wisdom than all of us."

he challenged. "I'll take this side. I'm Miss Tabitha acknowledged the compli- the oldest." ment with a little wry smile, and Ned and "There is n't any difference, you chump. Laurie arose.

One side 's as good as the other." “Yes, sir,” said the former.

"Then you won't mind taking the other," "Thank you, sir," said Laurie.

answered Ned, sweetly. "Run along and "Luncheon is served at one in West Hall,” find the lavatory. I think it 's at the head of continued the doctor. “That 's the dormi- the stairs. Wonder why they put us up two tory behind you there. Beginning with sup- flights." per to-night, you will take your meals in your "Guess they knew you were naturally lazy own hall, but only a few of the students have and needed the exercise." Laurie dodged a arrived as yet, and so only one dining-room pair of traveling slippers in a red leather case is open. I 'm very glad to have met you, and disappeared into the corridor. young gentlemen. Mr. Cummins will direct Some ten minutes later they descended the you to your room. Good morning.”

stairways together and set out for West Hall. Five minutes later, the Turner twins set Laurie drew attention to the gymnasium their suitcases down on the floor of Number building, but Ned, who had recovered his 16 East Hall and looked about them. Num- appetite, only deigned it a glance. Two ber 16 was not palatial as to size, but it was boys, luggage laden, evidently just arrived, big enough to hold comfortably the two single came down the steps of School Hall as the beds, the study-table, the two narrow chif- twins passed, and stared curiously. foniers, and the four chairs that made up "Guess they've never seen twins before in its furnishing. There was a generous-sized this part of the world," grumbled Laurie. closet at each side of the door, and two win- "Those chaps nearly popped their eyes out!" dows set close together between the beds. West Hall proved an exact duplicate of Under the windows was a wide seat, lacking their own dormitory, and the dining-room only pillows to make it inviting. From the occupied all the right end of it. There were casements the boys looked over or through about fifteen boys there, in age varying from the topmost branches of the maples that fourteen to eighteen, and there was a perceptible pause in the business of eating when and Crow turned his regard incredulously the new-comers entered. A waitress con- back to the twins. “Gee, you fellows look ducted them to seats at a table already oc- enough alike to be—be He swallowed cupied by three other lads, and asked if the word. “Are n't you even related?they 'd have milk or iced tea. Ned, as usual, Ned gazed speculatively at Laurie and answered for both.

Laurie gazed speculatively at Ned. “We "Iced tea, please, and lots of lemon.” might be," hazarded the latter.

A very stout boy, sitting across the table, Laurie nodded. “If we went back far sniggered, and then, encountering Ned's in- enough, we might find a common ancestor.”


" AND BLESS MY SOUL, JOHN, THEY 'RE ALIKE AS TWO PEAS!'" quiring regard, said, "Guess you think you The arrival of luncheon caused a diversion, 're in the Waldorf!"

although Crow, who was a round-faced, cred“What's the Waldorf?” asked Ned. ulous-looking youth of perhaps seventeen, Don't you get lemon with iced tea here?” continued to regard them surreptitiously and

"Sure! but you don't get much. Say, are in puzzlement. At last, making the passing you fellows-twins, or what?"

of the salt an excuse for further conversation, "Twins?" repeated Laurie. “Where do he asked, “Where do you fellows come from?” you get that stuff? This fellow's name is "California," said Ned. Anderson and mine 's Stenman. What 's "Santa Lucia," said Laurie. yours?”

“Well, but,” sputtered Crow, “is n't CaliCrow. Honest, is that a fact?” Crow fornia in Santa-I mean, is n't Santa- Say, looked appealingly at the other occupants you guys are joking, I 'll bet!" of the table. These, however, two rather “Methinks,” observed Ned, helping himembarrassed-looking youngsters of fourteen self gravely to mustard, “his words sound or thereabout, fixed their eyes on their plates, coarse and vulgar.”

Laurie abstractedly added a fourth tea- “This place is hotter than Santa Lucia." spoon of sugar to his iced tea. “Like Turk At the next corner they turned again to or Kurd or even Bulgar," he murmured. the right. Morton Street, like so many of

Crow stared, grunted, and pushed his the streets in Orstead, refused to go straight, chair back. You fellows think you 're and after a few minutes, to their mild besmart, don't you?" he sputtered. “Bet you wilderment, they found themselves on Walyou are twins—both of you!"

nut Street once more, a block below the Ned and Laurie looked after him in mild school. and patient surprise until his broad back had "I 'm not going back yet," said Laurie, disappeared from view. Then a choking firmly. "Let 's find a place where we can sound came from one of the younger lads, and get something cool to drink.” Ned asked gently, “Now what 's your trou- As Walnut Street was unpromising, they ble, son?"

crossed it and meandered along Garden The boy grew very red of face and gave Street. The houses here appear to be less way to giggles. “I knew all the time you prosperous, and the front yards were less were twins," he gasped.

likely to hold lawn and flowers than dilapi"Did you really?" exclaimed Laurie. dated baby-carriages. At the first crossing "Well, listen. Just as a favor to us, don't they peered right and left, and were rewarded say anything about it, eh? You see, we're with the sight of a swinging sign at a little sort of-sort of"

distance. What the sign said was as yet a “Sort of sensitive," aided Ned. “We 'd mystery, for the trees intervened, but Laurie rather it was n't generally known. You declared that he believed in signs and they understand, don't you?

made their way toward it. It finally proved The boy looked as if he was very far indeed to be a very cheerful little sign hung above from understanding, but he nodded, choked a little white door in a little pale-blue twoagain, and muttered something that seemed story house, the lower floor of which was to indicate that the secret was safe with him. plainly devoted to commercial purposes. Laurie thanked him gratefully. After luncheon they went sight-seeing

L. S. DEANE BOOKS, TOYS, AND about the school, snooped through the dim


LIBRARY - LAUNDRY AGENCYcorridors and empty class-rooms of School

TONICS Hall, viewed the gymnasium and experimented with numerous apparatus, and finally, That is what the sign said in red letters on after browsing through a flower and vegeta- a white background. The windows, many ble garden behind the recitation building and paned, allowed uncertain glimpses of various watching two boys make a pretense of play- articles: tops of red and blue and green, boxes ing tennis, returned to Number 16 in the hope of pencils, pads of paper, jars of candy, many of finding their trunks. But the baggage had bottles of ink, a catcher's glove, a dozen not arrived, and presently, since the room tennis-balls, some paper kiteswas none too cool, they descended again and Laurie dragged Ned inside, through a followed the curving drive to the right and screen door that, on opening, caused a bell past a sign that said “Exit Only” and wan- to tinkle somewhere in the further recesses dered west on Summit Street.

of the little building. It was dark inside, For the middle of September in the latitude after the glare of the street, and refreshingly of southern New York the weather was de- cool. Laurie, leading the way, collided with cidedly warm, and neither grass nor trees a bench, carromed off the end of a counter, hinted that autumn had arrived. In the and became aware of a figure, dimly seen, well-kept gardens across the way, scarlet beyond the width of a show-case. sage and cosmos, asters and dahlias made “Have you anything cold to drink?" asked riots of color.

Ned, leaning across his shoulder. "Hot!" grunted Ned, running a finger "Ginger-ale or tonic or something?" Laurie around the inside of his collar.

elaborated. "Beastly," agreed Laurie, removing his "Yes, indeed," replied the apparition, in a cap and fanning his heated face. “Wonder strangely familiar voice. “If you will step where the river is. If we had our bathing- over to the other side, please suits, maybe we could go for a swim.”

Ned and Laurie leaned further across the “Yes, and if we had a cake of ice we could show-case. sit on it!" responded Ned, sarcastically. It was the girl in the white middy dress.

(To be continued)

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Across the gulf of centuries their blended war-notes pour,
As, page by page, the rich old tales yield up their golden store;

Once more their spear-heads glint with light, once more their chargers prance,
Once more our hearts are kindled by the glow of old romance.

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HEY tell us of the hard times our good forefathers had,
And picture them in high hats, with faces stern and sad;
But I myself am quite inclined to think they had some fun.

Come on with me, we 'll travel back to 1621,
And when we have convinced ourselves, we 'll let the neighbors know
How the Pilgrims kept Thanksgiving three hundred years ago.

Now when we came to Leiden Street upon that autumn day
Not even a reckless boy or girl was wasting time at play,
There was work enough for all to do, you 'll readily understand,
With nuts to crack and fruits to chop and clams to dig from the sand,

And marchpanes and manchets and possets and pies to make,
The great brick ovens to heat red-hot, the Thanksgiving feast to bake.
Mistress Winslow stood in her door with the baby, Peregrine White,
Setting tasks for the boys and girls, and seeing they did them right.
Some were gathering purple grapes to make in jellies and jams;
Some we noticed down on the beach busily digging clams-
We recognized Love Brewster and Francis Billington,
And Bartholomew, and Mary, and Remember Allerton.
We saw Dame Hopkins shelling beans with the gentle elder's wife,
And Constance mincing venison under her chopping-knife.
A white-capped maid with wooden spoon, ready to beat and stir,
Priscilla looked to her mixing-bowl, and John Alden looked at her.
The echoing thwacks of the Pilgrims' ax came to us on the breeze
From where pine tables were being built under the red-leaved trees,

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