in a race you see nothing but the
fellow's back in front of you. He's 6 feet 2, and scales 12 stone 14
pounds. That's why they put him Number 4; but he rowed stroke in his
college boat. He's having a lot of fag about our luggage, but I'm in no
hurry for it to turn up.

"How are all the fellows? I guess I'm missing a lot of fun this week.
Get some of them to keep something; till I come back. How's Tilbury?
By the way, who am I stuck with this term? I don't want to get chummed
again with that young ass Simson. Tell Moss that. Any more rows with
Bickers's lot? There will be when I come back! I've got half a dozen
of them in my eye. Gov. says I'll have to wake up this term. What a
go! If I don't scrape into the Shell at Christmas, he says he'll know
the reason why! So look out for no-larks.

"This fellow Railsford's put me up to a thing or two about mugging. He
was a hot man at Cambridge, and says he knew Grover. He's gone with
Daisy up a mountain to-day. Wanted to take me, too, but I told them I
didn't see it. I tried it once, that was enough for me! Ta-ta, old
man; keep your pecker up till I come, and then mind your eye!

"Yours truly,--

"A. Herapath, Ll.D."

Number 3.--From Miss Daisy Herapath to Miss Emily Sherriff.

"Lucerne, _Tuesday_.

"My Dearest Milly,--We are in _such_ trouble! Two of our boxes have
been lost between Como and here. One of them contained my new black
grenadine with the Spanish lace. I have positively nothing to wear; and
had to appear at _table d'hote_ in my blue serge and one of mamma's
shawls. Just imagine! It is such a sad end to our holiday. I am
longing to get home. Travelling abroad is all very nice, but one gets
tired of it. I feel I shall like to settle down in town once more.

"Poor papa has had so much trouble with the boxes, and must, have spent
pounds in telegrams. It was really Arthur's fault. He sent the porter
who was booking the luggage for us to get him some chocolate from the
buffet, and the consequence was the train went off before all the boxes
were put in the van. Dear Milly, _never_ travel abroad with your young
brother!

"I have been quite lazy about sketching the last few days. I can't tell
you how lovely some of the sunsets have been. It is the regular thing
to sit out in the hotel grounds and watch them. I wish so often you
could be here to share my pleasure, for papa and mamma are afraid to sit
out, and Arthur is so unpoetica