y year I go and get her, and bring her to stay
with me for two or three weeks in the summer time,--she gets tired of
riding in the cars so long at once, and what do you suppose she does?"

"What does she do?" asked Ruby.

"She reaches into my pocket,--this outside pocket, here,--and takes out
this handkerchief, so," and the old gentleman drew out a large silk
handkerchief from the pocket that was next to Ruby. "Then she spreads
it upon my shoulder just so,--and I put my arm about her, and she
cuddles up to me and puts her head down on the handkerchief and takes a
nice nap. Then when she wakes up we are almost ready to get off, and
she has not minded the long ride. I wonder if you would not like to
put your head down here a few minutes, and see if you like it as well
as Ellie does. And then if such a thing should happen as that you
should go to sleep, why, that would be so much the better."

Ruby hesitated. She did not feel as if any one who was old enough to
go to boarding-school ought to be such a baby as to go asleep on the
way, but she was very tired. She had awakened almost before it was
light that morning, and she had been so excited over her journey that
she could not keep still for a moment, and then the long ride was
making her still more tired. The handkerchief, and the strong arm
looked very inviting, and when she looked back and saw that Aunt Emma
had gone to sleep, too, that quite decided her.

She slipped up nearer to the old gentleman, and taking off her hat,
handed it to him to put up in the rack over head. Then she laid her
head down upon the silk handkerchief, and he put his arm about her, and
drew her up closely to him.

"It makes me think of the way papa holds me," she said, but the thought
of her papa made two big tears splash down upon the silk handkerchief.

"Shall I tell you where I went with my father when I was a little boy,"
the old gentleman asked,--without seeming to notice the tears,--and
then he began a long story which somehow put the tired little girl fast
asleep, and the next thing she knew, Aunt Emma was telling her that it
was time for her to think about getting her hat on, for they had almost
reached their journey's end.

"Have I boon asleep?" asked Ruby, starting up and rubbing her eyes.

"I should say so," said the old gentleman, looking at his watch.
"Guess how long a nap you have taken, little girl."

"Ten minutes?" asked Ruby, who thought she must only have just