ed two days longer at the Mountain House; the
invigorating air benefited Emily, who appeared stronger than she had
done for weeks past, and was able to take many a little stroll in the
neighborhood of the house. Gertrude was never weary of the glorious
prospect; and an excursion which she and the doctor made on foot to the
cleft in the heart of the mountain, where a narrow stream leaps a
distance of two hundred feet into the valley below, furnished the theme
for many a descriptive reverie, of which Emily reaped a part of the
enjoyment. They saw no more of their new acquaintance, who had
disappeared. Dr. Jeremy inquired of their host concerning him, and
learned that he left at an early hour on Monday, and took up a
pedestrian course down the mountain. The doctor was disappointed, for he
liked Mr. Phillips much, and had flattered himself, from some particular
inquiries he had made concerning their proposed route, that he had an
idea of attaching himself to their party.

"Never mind, Gertie," said he, "I daresay we shall come across him yet
some time when we least expect it."

CHAPTER XXXVI.

THE INVISIBLE CHARM.

From Catskill Dr. Jeremy proceeded directly to Saratoga. The place was
crowded with visitors, for the season was at its height, and the
improvident travellers having neglected to secure rooms, they had no
right to expect any accommodation.

"Where do you propose stopping?" inquired an acquaintance of the
doctor's, whom they met in the cars.

"At Congress Hall," was the reply. "It will be a quiet place for us old
folks, and more agreeable than any other house to Miss Graham, who is an
invalid."

"You are expected, I conclude?"

"Expected?--No; who should be expecting us?"

"Your landlord. If you have not engaged rooms you will fare badly, for
every hotel is crowded."

"We must take our chance then," said the doctor, with indifference; but
arriving at his destination, he found his friend's words were true.

"I don't know what we are going to do," said he, as he joined the
ladies; "they say every house is full; and, if so, we'd better take the
next train of cars and be off, for we can't sleep in the street."

"Carriage, sir?" shouted a cabman, a few steps distant, and beckoning to
the doctor, while another tapped his shoulder, and made a similar
suggestion.

"Carriage!" repeated the doctor, angrily. "What for? where would you
carry us, for mercy's sake? There isn't a garret to be had in your