'Oh' says he, 'that's all right, Tommy and me has arranged it,' and he pointed blithely to a corner of the yard where Tommy was hunkering by himself in Lewis's jacket, and wiping his mournful eyes with Lewis's hanky.

I daresay you can jalouse the rest, but I kept Lewis behind after the school skailed, and got a full confession out of him.

He had tried hard, he gave me to understand, to mourn fittingly for his father, but the kickbonnety season being on, it was up-hill work, and he was relieved when Tommy volunteered to take it off his hands.

Tommy's offer was to swop jackets every morning for a week or two, and thus properly attired to do the mourning for him." The dominie paused, and regarded his guest quizzically.

"Sir," he said at length, "laddies are a queer growth; I assure you there was no persuading Lewis that it was not a right and honorable compact." "And what payment," asked McLean, laughing, "did Tommy demand from Lewis for this service ?" "Not a farthing, sir--which gives another uncanny glint into his character.