"No objections," he cried, gayly; "set to work, Mr.Kerby, and make your fortune.

I always said your wife was worth her weight in gold--and here she is now, all ready to get into the bookseller's scales and prove it.

Set to work! set to work!" "With all my heart," said William, beginning at last to catch the infection of our enthusiasm.

"But when my part of the work and my wife's has been completed, what are we to do with the produce of our labor ?" "Leave that to me," answered the doctor.

"Finish your book and send it to my house; I will show it at once to the editor of our country newspaper.