Clara J. looked tearfully at me for a moment; then she went overand sat with Aunt Martha and told her how glad she was we weremoving to the country where the pure air would no doubt have asoothing effect on my nerves because I certainly had grownirritable of late.

At last we reached the little very aged log cabin down the lane and afterthe first glimpse I knew it was all off.

The place I had borrowed from Bunch for a few minutes was a dream,all right, all right.