94 MADGE’S MISTAKE,

tending to be deeply offended. “That’s just
what Dr. Randall ordered me when I ap-
peared at breakfast one morning at school,
with two ornaments on my face, consisting of
a spot on my chin and another on my nose!
The doctor said they were heat-spots. So if
this treatment cleared my complexion, why
shouldn’t it do the same for the sun?”

Another burst of merriment, in the midst
of which, however, Miss M. rises and declares
it to be time we retraced our steps.

The first thing we hear on our arrival
home is that the key has been found and
peace and happiness are once more restored.
My spirits also being restored to a more
equable state I begin to consider what will
be the most pleasant way of spending the
afternoon.

Really I need some rest after all my
anxiety, and if I can combine it with pleasure
it will be all the better.

I wonder what Jack is going to do!—if
I thought it would be of any use I’d ask
him to go on the river with me, but I dare-