y
laughed merry little peals, and told him the best way for him to move
in the tar was towards the stable, and the best way to move out of it
was by the aid of grease, soap, hot water, and soda. The expression of
his eyes rolling and glaring amid the black was quite eerie, but
eventually we reached the stable, where Carry instructed him how to
clean himself, while Dawn jeered at him during the operation.

Having cleaned his face somewhat, he hid his neck and clothes in his
overcoat which Carry handed, put on his hat, muffled his face in his
handkerchief, and went away, Dawn administering a parting shot.

"Now, Uncle Pornsch, dear, next time you go ogling and leering round a
_decent_ girl, remember, though she may be so situated that she has to
endure you, yet she feels just as we do, that is, if she is a decent
girl, whose eyes have been opened to the facts of life."

"I feel better than I have done for a long time," she concluded, as
bearing the implements used in the adventure we three, who had agreed
upon secrecy, made towards the house.

"So do I," said Carry. "If we could only do it to all who deserve the
like, it would be grand!"

TWENTY-THREE.

UNIVERSAL ADULT SUFFRAGE.

I.

Electioneering matters ripened, and so did Carry's love affair with
Larry Witcom. In fact it got so far that she gave grandma notice, and
announced her intention of going to a married sister's home for that
process known as "getting her things ready," while Larry, in keeping
up his end of the stick, bought a neat cottage and began furnishing it
in the style approved by his circle, with bright linoleum on the
floors, plush chairs in the "parler," and china ornaments on the
overmantels.

Mrs Bray, one of those very everyday folk whose god was mammon, and
who naturally hung on every word issuing from a person of means while
she would ignore the most inimitable witticism from an impecunious
individual, began to regard the lady-help from a new point of view.

"She mightn't have done so bad for herself after all. Some of these
girls knockin' about the world not havin' nothink to their name, don't
baulk at things the same as you an' me would who's been used to plenty
and like to pick our goods, so to speak. The way things is, Larry is
as likely as most to be in a good position yet," was a sample of the
modified sentiments falling from her full red lips.

Carry was to remain at Clay's until after the election day, so that
she c