tears would drop unheeded.

NEW FRIENDS

Up the stairs of the hotel, two steps at a time, ran a boy with a big,
black dog at his heels. "Come on, Prince; soft, now," as they
neared a door at the end of the corridors

It opened into a corner room overlooking "the Park," as the small
open space in front of the hotel was called. Within the room there
was sunshine and comfort, it being the most luxurious one in the
house, which the proprietor bad placed at the disposal of thi5 most
exacting guest. He didn't look very happy, however--the gentleman
who sat in an easy chair by the window; a large, handsome old
gentleman, whose whole bearing showed plainly that personal
comfort had always been his, and was, therefore, neither a matter
of surprise nor thankfulness.

"Where have you been?" he asked, turning around to greet the boy
who came in, followed by Prince.

"Oh, such a long story, father!" he cried, flushed; his eyes
sparkling as he flung back the dark hair from his forehead. "You
can't even guess!"

"Never mind now," said the old gentleman, testily; "your stories
are always long; the paper hasn't come--strange, indeed, that one
must needs be so annoyed! do ring that bell again.

So the bell was pulled; and a porter popped in his head.