"Don't say anything to the others." That evening in the hour before bed-time instead of reading to the children Mother told them stories of the games she and Father used to have when they were children and lived near each other in the country--tales of the adventures of Father with Mother's brothers when they were all boys together.

Very funny stories they were, and the children laughed as they listened.
"Uncle Edward died before he was grown up, didn't he ?" said Phyllis, as Mother lighted the bedroom candles.
"Yes, dear," said Mother, "you would have loved him.

He was such a brave boy, and so adventurous.

Always in mischief, and yet friends with everybody in spite of it.

And your Uncle Reggie's in Ceylon--yes, and Father's away, too.