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 "That's right," he said gruffly. "I guess folks can enjoy things like that just as much at eight—sev—sixty as they can any time!" Aware of Polly's horrified look, he subsided. Miss Comfort, though, was far too absorbed in the joyous prospect to heed.

"I must go and see it," she went on animatedly. "Is it very far, Mr. Laurie? I suppose," she concluded, with a sigh, "it's too late to go to-day."

"Yes'm," assented Laurie. "I guess you'd better wait until to-morrow. It's quite a walk for—er—for any one."

"We'll all go down to-morrow morning," announced Polly, "every one of us. Yes, you will, too, mama. I'll get Miss Billings to tend the store for an hour. If we start at eight I can get back in time for school."

"Eight!" exclaimed Laurie.

"Of course. We're all through breakfast at half-past seven, and—"

"But, Polly, maybe that would be too early for the boys, dear," interposed her mother. "Perhaps they don't have breakfast—"

"It's all right, Mrs. Deane," said Ned. "We'll meet you over at the school corner at