I do believe I've got the scarlet fever, and you must run for the doctor quick." "Scarlet fever!" repeated Billy, "why, you've had it once, and you can't have it again, can you ?" "Oh, I don't know,--I never was like anybody else, and can have any thing a dozen times.

Now be spry and fetch the doctor but before you go, hand me my snuff-box and put the canister top heapin' full of tea into the tea-pot." Billy obeyed, and then, knowing that the green tea would remove his mother's ailment quite as soon as the physician, he hurried away towards Mrs.Howard's.

The sun was just rising, and its red rays looked in at the window, through which the moonlight had shone the night before.

Beneath the window a single rose-tree was blooming, and on it a robin was pouring out its morning song.

Within the cottage there was no sound or token of life, and thinking its inmates were asleep, Billy paused several minutes upon the threshold, fearing that he should disturb their slumbers.