ch mistaken."

"What, little Fun See? How droll it seems to think of him grown up and
married to Annabel of all people! She never said a word about him, but
this accounts for her admiring my pretty Chinese things and being so
interested in Canton."

"Little Fun is a great swell now, and much enamored of our fat friend,
who will take to chopsticks whenever he says the word. I needn't ask how
you do, Cousin, for you beat that Aurora all hollow in the way of color.
I should have been up before, but I thought you'd like a good rest after
your voyage."

"I was running a race with Jamie before nine o'clock. What were you
doing, young man?"

"'Sleeping I dreamed, love, dreamed, love, of thee,'" began Charlie, but
Rose cut him short by saying as reproachfully as she could, while the
culprit stood regarding her with placid satisfaction: "You ought to have
been up and at work like the rest of the boys. I felt like a drone in
a hive of very busy bees when I saw them all hurrying off to their
business."

"But, my dear girl, I've got no business. I'm making up my mind, you
see, and do the ornamental while I'm deciding. There always ought to
be one gentleman in a family, and that seems to be rather my line,"
answered Charlie, posing for the character with an assumption of languid
elegance which would have been very effective if his twinkling eyes had
not spoilt it.

"There are none but gentlemen in our family, I hope," answered Rose,
with the proud air she always wore when anything was said derogatory to
the name of Campbell.

"Of course, of course. I should have said gentleman of leisure. You see
it is against my principles to slave as Archie does. What's the use?
Don't need the money, got plenty, so why not enjoy it and keep jolly
as long as possible? I'm sure cheerful people are public benefactors in
this world of woe."

It was not easy to object to this proposition, especially when made by
a comely young man who looked the picture of health and happiness as he
sat on the arm of the sofa smiling at his cousin in the most engaging
manner. Rose knew very well that the Epicurean philosophy was not the
true one to begin life upon, but it was difficult to reason with Charlie
because he always dodged sober subjects and was so full of cheery
spirits, one hated to lessen the sort of sunshine which certainly is a
public benefactor.

"You have such a clever way of putting things that I don't know how to
contradict you, though I