THE STRANGE DISAPPEARANCE OF GRANDPA EDWARDS There was so much to do at the old farm that we rarely found time to play games.

But we had a croquet set that Theodora, Ellen and their girl neighbor, Catherine Edwards, occasionally carried out to a little wicketed court just east of the apple house in the rear of the farm buildings.
Halstead rather disdained the game as too tame for boys and Addison so easily outplayed the rest of us that there was not much fun in it for him, unless, as Theodora used to say, he played with one hand in his pocket.

But as we were knocking the balls about one evening while we decided which of us should play, we saw Catherine crossing the west field.

She had heard our voices and was making haste to reach us.

As she approached, we saw that she looked anxious.
"Has grandpa been over here to-day ?" her first words were.