An Adventure in Altruria
Through the Terrors of the Law
The Real Thing
The Old Partisan
Max—Or His Picture
The Stout Miss Hopkins' Bicycle
The Object of the Federation
The Little Lonely Girl
The Hero of Company G
A Miracle Play
hat yet. Doctor, I'll answer for Amos if you ladies will keep him."
Amos was kept. I fancied that Mercedes was almost as grateful as he.
After this for a time matters went on in a sufficiently prosaic and satisfactory manner. We put both of the sisters up in the Monday Club and the doctor consented to talk to the club on the "Smoke Nuisance" at our meeting in which we discussed that bane of the housekeeper, under the startling caption, "The City of Dreadful Night." We asked Mercedes to embody her own Social Creed in a fifteen-minute paper; but she pleaded almost with tears that she was simply a student who had not studied enough to know, only to feel; and she blushed deeply. So she was reprieved. Meanwhile the doctor (who had been quietly working up a practise in our town for six years) began to be seen at the bedsides of divers prominent ladies.
Several of us asked the sisters to luncheon, to dinner and to bridge parties. In return, the sisters entertained the club at tea, a functio