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 "The man looked him over. 'Well,' he said, 'we're pretty full at present, but in urgent cases like yours—'

"But Miss Kathleen and I didn't wait to hear any more. We bolted, and then we dropped down on the steps and hugged each other and laughed until we were so weak that we could scarcely sit up.

"After a while Uncle Fred came out, mopping his face with his handkerchief. 'It's on me, girls,' he said, dismally. 'I don't like to confess it, for I'm not a real old man yet, but I'm certainly in my second childhood. Do either of you feel equal to leading this expedition? Of course things are looking up a little,—that is, there is a shade more of cheerfulness in the Home for Incurables, as contrasted with the cemetery, but the next stop is so blamed uncertain—'

"Miss Kathleen rose up. 'I'll be pilot,' she said, determinedly, 'and if it's on Ellis Avenue, I'll find it,' and she picked up her skirts and marched down the steps, Uncle Fred and I following meekly.

"She got us there all right, though it wasn't on Ellis Avenue after all, and we had an