ere is another thing I want to talk to you about," he went on
presently, "and that is the danger of tampering with intoxicating
drinks. The only safe plan is to let them entirely alone. I am thankful
to be able to say that I have not set you a bad example in that
direction. My good mother taught me to 'touch not, taste not, handle
not;' and I have never taken so much as a glass of wine; though there
have been times, my boy, when it required some moral courage to stand
out against the persuasions, and especially the ridicule, of my
companions."

Max's eyes sparkled. "I know it must, papa," he said; "and when I am
tried in the same way, I'll remember my father's example, and try to act
as bravely as he did."

CHAPTER XIX.

"Train up a child in the way he should go."--PROV. xxii. 6.

"Papa, I want to ask you for something," was Lulu's eager salutation,
as, in accordance with his promise, he stepped into her room, on the way
to his own, to bid her good-night.

"Well, daughter," he said, sitting down, and drawing her into his arms,
"there is scarcely any thing that gives me more pleasure than
gratifying any reasonable request from you. What is it you want?"

"Leave to invite Evelyn to go with us to-morrow, if you don't think it
will make too many, papa."

"I suppose it would add greatly to your enjoyment to have her with you,"
he said reflectively. "Yes, you may ask her; or I will do so, early in
the morning, through the telephone, if the weather is such that we can
go."

"Thank you, you dear papa." she said, giving him a hug and kiss. "I
ought to be a very good girl, for you are always so kind to me."

She was up betimes the next morning, eagerly scanning the sky, which, to
her great delight, gave every indication of fair weather for the day.

She hastened to array herself in suitable attire for her trip to the
city,--having consulted grandma Elsie on the subject the night
before,--and had just finished when she heard her father's step in the
hall.

She ran to open the door.

"Good-morning, little daughter," he said with a smile, and stooping to
give her a caress. "I have just been to the telephone. Evelyn will go
with us, and I trust you will both enjoy your day."

"Oh, I know I shall!" she cried: "it will be just delightful! Are we all
to go in the carriage, papa?"

"All but Max: he prefers to ride his pony."

"I should think he would. I'm so glad you gave it to him, papa!" There
was not a trac