proper supervision is fairly useful.

At least, in the light of her exalted family connections, I
can't pack her off in disgrace like a drunken cook. I am hoping
in time to eliminate her by a process of delicate suggestion;
perhaps I can make her feel that her health requires a winter in
California. And also, no matter what the doctor wants, so
positive and dictatorial is his manner that just out of self-
respect one must take the other side. When he states that the
world is round, I instantly assert it to be triangular.

Finally, after three pleasantly exhilarating days, the whole
business settled itself. An apology (a very dilute one) was
extracted from him for being so unkind to the poor lady, and full
confession, with promises for the future, was drawn from her. It
seems that she couldn't bear to make the little dears take the
stuff, but, for obvious reasons, she couldn't bear to cross Dr.
MacRae, so she hid the last fourteen bottles in a dark corner of
the cellar. Just how she was planning to dispose of her loot I
don't know. Can you pawn cod-liver oil?

LATER.


Peace negotiations had just ended this afternoon, and Sandy
had made a dignified exit, when the Hon. Cyrus Wykoff was
announced. Two enemies in the course of an hour are really too
much!

The Hon. Cy was awfully impressed with the new dining room,