The nurse, with whom I was on friendly terms, had an important case to attend to just then and he asked me if I wouldn't take charge of the stretcher party.

Well, we started down the yard, I leading the way with a lantern, and we finally reached the little house.

We entered and----" "Some people think they are the only story tellers in the group," remarked "Bill" with mild sarcasm at that interesting point.

"To tell a good story with a point to it is an art.

Now, as I was saying, this boy Mike would rather get into mischief than eat a--what's the Irish for potato ?" "Spud," suggested "Hod." "Murphy," said "Stump." "Well, it's immaterial.