128 Autumn Days.

get a nice home ready for them
there and then, as she said in her
letters, “ have the delight of calling
back all the chicks under her wings
again !”

Well, it was just all these things
that we were talking about over
our lesson-books at the school-
room, when our attention was caught
by two figures coming up the drive
in the mist. Such a foggy after-
noon as it was, all the dead leaves
hanging yellow and dripping from
the trees! It was not till they got
quite up to the house that we saw
that the two men were going to
give us some music. One had