The next second the thing leaped from the bed squarely into her arms.

'Wow! Murther! Mike, what have ye been doing ?' she howled, adding at the top of her voice, 'Patrick, Patrick, come quick! The b'ye has got hold of your hair restorer.

He's all covered with hair and he's gone daft.

Murther!' With that the father made for the stairs as fast as his legs could carry him.

Just as he got to the top--" "The sight I saw when I opened the outer door of the little house almost knocked me silly," broke in Tom, rather excitedly.