98 MADGE’S MISTAKE,

“Well,” remarks Jack, “if you're sure it’s
safe, done, [ll go,” with which brief remark
he drops gracefully out of the hammock.

Lunch over, we start for the boat-house
and find the Betsy (named after Mother)
looking spick and span in her new coat of
paint, and the water looks so inviting that
Jack is quite enthusiastic on the subject.

He appears to be in a lazy mood to-day,
for nothing will induce him to take a scull,
and as he graciously offers to take the ropes
I give way to him, and as I seat myself in
the middle of the boat I feel very thankful
that I have my boating dress on, consisting
of a loose white serge laced up with dark
blue, and a sailor hat to match.

I cannot help looking at Jack with some
contempt, for before we have gone a mile up
the river he has slipped down amongst the
cushions and looks as luxurious as Freda
herself might.

After a delightfully lazy afternoon, at all
events for Jack, we arrive home just in time
for tea, Jack having been inspired to remark