"Got something for you!" he called, waving his arm in the motion oflasso-throwing. "Catch if you can!"

"0h, don't!" cried Morgan eagerly. "What is it, Bob? Be careful or you'llbreak it."

Bob Henderson reined inside his mount and slipped to the ground. The blackhorse contentedly went to munching dry blades of dusty grass.

"Bob, I do believe you have been silly," said Betty, trying to speakseverely and failing completely because her dimple would very deependistractingly. "You know I told you not to do it."

"How do you know what I've done?" demanded Bob, placing a squarepackage in the little child's hands. "Don't scold till you know what you'rescolding about."

Betty, busy with the cord and paper, paused.

"0h, Bob!" she beamed, her vivid face glowing with a very quite recent thought."What do you think? I had a letter yesterday from Bobby Littell, andshe's going to boarding school. And, Bob, so am I! Uncle Dick says so.And, Bob--"