"I've got something for you!" These were auspicious words.
"What is it, Mamma ?" he asked, and, as she smiled tenderly upon him, his gayety increased.

"Yay!" he shouted.

"Mamma, is it that reg'lar carpenter's tool chest I told you about ?" "No," she said.

"But I'll show you, Penrod.

Come on, dear." He followed her with alacrity to the dining-room, and the bright anticipation in his eyes grew more brilliant--until she opened the door of the china-closet, simultaneously with that action announcing cheerily: "It's something that's going to do you lots of good, Penrod." He was instantly chilled, for experience had taught him that when predictions of this character were made, nothing pleasant need be expected.