The former was a true lady, refined and kindly, and her smile made our hero feel quite at home.
"I am glad to meet you, Mr.

Walton," she said.

"Oscar has spoken of you frequently." With Oscar's sister Maud--a beautiful girl two years younger than himself--Harry felt a little more bashful; but the young lady soon entered into an animated conversation with him.
"Do you often come to Boston, Mr.Walton ?" she asked.
"This is my first visit," said Harry.
"Then I dare say Oscar will play all sorts of tricks upon you.

We had a cousin visit us from the country, and the poor fellow had a hard time." "Yes," said Oscar, laughing, "I used to leave him at a street corner, and dodge into a doorway.

It was amusing to see his perplexity when he looked about, and couldn't find me." "Shall you try that on me ?" asked Harry.
"Very likely." "Then I'll be prepared." "You might tie him with a rope, Mr.Walton," said Maud, "and keep firm hold." "I will, if Oscar consents." "I will see about it.