in every study, and thinks I ought to rise with the lark and go to bed with the chickens.

I don't know whether he ever sowed any wild oats; if he did, it was so long ago that he has quite forgotten I must sow mine some time.

He ought to be thankful they are such a harmless sort." "I don't understand boys very well," said Mrs.Oliver smilingly.

"You see, I never have had any to study, and you must teach me a few things.
Now, about this matter of wild oats.

Why is it so necessary that they should be sown?
Is Margery sowing hers?
I don't know that Polly feels bound to sow any." "I dare say they are not necessities," laughed Edgar, coloring.
"Perhaps they are only luxuries." Mrs.Oliver looked at the fire soberly.