ations, whose spicy fragrance reminded her of her own little
garden at home. Grace thought it extremely nice of him, and dressed in
a flutter of pleasant anticipation.

Her gown was a very simple one of sheer white organdie, and was the
only evening dress she had. She knew there would be many smarter
dresses at the reception, but the knowledge did not disturb her
sensible head in the least.

She fingered the dainty white frills lovingly as she remembered the
sunny summer days at home in the little sewing-room, where cherry
boughs poked their blossoms in at the window, when her mother and
sisters had helped her to make it, with laughing prophesies and
speculations as to its first appearance. Into seam and puff and frill
many girlish hopes and dreams had been sewn, and they all came back to
Grace as she put it on, and helped to surround her with an atmosphere
of happiness.

When she was ready she picked up her bouquet and looked herself over
in the mirror, from the top of her curly head to the tips of her
white shoes, with a little nod of satisfaction. Grace was not exactly
pretty, but she had such a bright, happy face and such merry brown
eyes and such a friendly smile that she was very pleasant to look
upon, and a great many people thought so that night.

Grace had never in all her life before had so good a time as she had
at that senior prom. The seniors were quick to discover her unaffected
originality and charm, and everywhere she went she was the centre of a
merry group. In short, Grace, as much to her own surprise as anyone's,
found herself a social success.

Presently Sidney brought his brother up to be introduced, and the
latter said:

"Miss Seeley, will you excuse my asking if you have a brother or any
relative named Max Seeley?"

Grace nodded. "Oh, yes, my brother Max. He is a doctor out west."

"I was sure of it," said Murray Hill triumphantly. "You resemble him
so strongly. Please don't consider me as a stranger a minute longer,
for Max and I are like brothers. Indeed, I owe my life to him. Last
summer I was out there on a surveying expedition, and I took typhoid
in a little out-of-the-way place where good nursing was not to be had
for love or money. Your brother attended me and he managed to pull me
through. He never left me day or night until I was out of danger, and
he worked like a Trojan for me."

"Dear old Max," said Grace, her brown eyes shining with pride and
pleasure. "That is so like him