He did as directed, and soon the swollen member felt far more comfortable.

During the evening the senator's son took it easy on the wide veranda and in the sitting-room.
"I wish I had seen the race!" cried Jessie, smiling at Dave.

"Some day you'll have to have another and let us girls look on." "What's the matter with you girls having a race ?" queried Dave.

"That would be dead loads of fun--for us boys." "Belle would be sure to win--she can ride like the wind," answered Laura.
As soon as it grew dark that evening the girls and boys went indoors, and played and sang.

Belle showed her skill on the piano, and Dave and Phil tried the mechanical arrangement of the instrument, with perforated music rolls.