to us. She'll never need a penny for my
income is increasing and my practice is more than I can attend to. I
should have a partner but she won't hear of my taking one. She is too
cautious. So I have several young students who study law in my office
and help me as well."

Then he proceeded to extol Ethel.

"Mrs. Hollister," he said, "she's a girl of wonderful character and
she'll make a magnificent woman. I notice she's improved since she was
here."

"Yes, it's her college," replied her mother, "and the life at camp last
summer. I must admit she knew more than I when she broke loose from my
foolish and unwise influence. I was not fit to guide her, Mr. Harper,
I realize it now."

"Never mind, madam; it's to you she owes her beauty. Why, you and she
look exactly like sisters," whereupon Mrs. Hollister capitulated to Tom
Harper. She couldn't speak of him with enough enthusiasm and praise. She
wrote pages to Archibald.

"My dear, everyone says he'll yet be Governor, and while I wouldn't have
you breathe it for the world I'm sure he's in love with Ethel. What a
couple they'd make. Of course she has no suspicion of such a thing, nor
would I hint it to her; but you wait and see."

Mr. Hollister smiled as he read his wife's letter, and his heart was
glad. He had known Tom Harper's father and had respected him highly.

"Well," he thought, "this time Bella is on the right tack. I'll not
interfere," and he softly whistled "Comin' Thro' the Rye."

CHAPTER V

CAMP AGAIN

"Aunt Susan, you've grown so young," said Ethel, "and as for Tom, well
he's the glass of fashion and mould of form. He looks fine. Oh! I'm so
glad to be back and to have Mother and Grandmother with me; and Father
will be here soon. It seems like a dream--too good to be true. Hasn't
Mother grown lovely?"

"Never saw anything like the change," replied the old lady. "In fact,
you've worked wonders in us all, my dear," she said. "Look at me. Why! I
feel like an up-to-date fashion plate."

Ethel laughed.

"Yes, Madam, you're up-to-date all right and no mistake. I didn't know
you that day at the depot."

"I often wonder," continued the elderly woman, "if people think I'm
putting on airs. Really, Jane told me of some woman who said 'old Mrs.
Carpenter was mighty upraised, dressing like a young girl.' It's funny,
isn't it, what dress will do. But I should look young for I'm so happy
to have Alice here again, and to think that we shall be together