ng," said Mr. Keifelheimer.
"Mr. Guilderaufenberg say goot deal about you. So did de ladies. I
vas sorry dot dey peek your pocket."

Probably he had now forgotten just what he had thought of saying to
Jack in case the boy had not been able to pay for his room, and had
been out of employment; but Jack was enjoying a fine illustration of
that wise proverb which says: "Nothing succeeds like success."

CHAPTER XVIII.

THE DRUMMER BOY.

The Ogden family had said very little, outside of their own house,
about the news of Mary's success in Mertonville, but on that Monday
morning Miss Glidden received no less than four letters, and each of
them congratulated her over the election of her dear young friend, and
commented on how glad she must be. "Well," she said to herself, "of
course I'm glad. And I did all I could for her. She owes it all to
me. I'll go and see her."

Mary Ogden had so much talking to do and so many questions to answer,
at the breakfast table, that her cup of coffee was cold before she
could drink it, and then she and her mother and her aunt went into the
parlor to continue their talk.

John Ogden himself waited there a long time before going over to the
shop. His helper had the forge ready, and the tall blacksmith at once
put a rod of iron into the fire and began to blow the bellows. The rod
was at white heat and was out on the anvil in no time, and the hammer
began to ring upon it to flatten it out when John heard somebody speak
to him:

"Mr. Ogden, what are you making? I've been watching you--and I can't
imagine!"

"Well, Deacon Hawkins," said the blacksmith, "you'll have to tell. The
fact is I was thinking--well--my daughter has just come home."

"I'm glad to hear it and to hear of her success," answered the Deacon.
"Miss Glidden told us. If you're not busy, I wish you'd put a shoe on
my mare's off hind foot."

The blacksmith then went to work in earnest: and meanwhile Mary, at the
house, was receiving the congratulations of her friends. "Why, Mary
Ogden, my dear! Are you here?" exclaimed Miss Glidden. "I'm so glad!
I'm sure I did all I could for you." "My dear Mary!" exclaimed
another. And Mary shook hands heartily with both her callers, and
expressed her gratitude to Miss Glidden.

It was a day of triumph for Mary, and it must have been for Miss
Glidden, for she seemed to be continually persuading herself that much
of the credit of Mary's advancement was hers. The nei