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She a 'fessor ob religion, ye de word 'spook' set her all a tremble. Ef dey is spooks, Aun' Jinkey, w'at dat ter you? Dere's tunder en lightnin' en yearthquakes en wurin' iliments en all kin' ob miseries ob de body. Who gwine ter keep all dem fum yo' cabin? Reck'n you betteah trus' de Lawd 'bout spooks too." "You don't believe in any such foolishness, Uncle Lusthah?"

We shall return another year, and you will be one of the richest men in the kingdom." My story is finished, or almost. 'Fessor Pete and Tom, with Uncle Staysail, to say nothing of the mastiff Briton, are out there in the Frozen North this very summer, and I do hope they will have luck.

Getting his hat he left the school-room and went to a near-by drug store to have his wounds dressed. While he was gone, the children took charge of the school-room and played pranks of every description. Abe Lincoln took the teacher's chair and played "'fessor." "Sallie Ann ain't yer got wax in yer mouf?" "Yes sar." "Den take dis stick and prop yer mouf opun fur half hour.

"I am sure," he added, "that even Pansy has grown, and her mother will hardly know her again when we all get home." "We are going now, aren't we, 'Fessor Pete?" said Pansy, who was sitting on his knee. "Yes, my dear, yes. It is no use staying here when we have no steam, so the ship is now making for England's sunny shores. And we'll get there in the rosy month of June. Won't it be nice?"

Demi also saw the smile, was impressed by it, and artlessy inquired. .. "Do great boys like great girls, to, 'Fessor?" Like young Washington, Mr. Bhaer 'couldn't tell a lie', so he gave the somewhat vague reply that he believed they did sometimes, in a tone that made Mr.

"Behold, my child, the land of gold and coals!" Pansy's reply was to the point. "Very pretty, very pretty," she said; "but, 'Fessor Pete, I wants to see the gold not the nasty coals." This very forenoon Peterkin started off in the biggest boat to "spy out the land", as he called it Tom and the three little stowaways were allowed to come too.

When was it?" "Why, chile, jes afore sundown, as I was a carryin' an armful of wood up-stairs, for Miss Mary's room, I meets de 'fessor a comin' down. I like to 'a' screamed! I like to 'a' let de wood drap! I like to 'a' drapped right down myself! It made my heart beat in de back o' my head he look so awful, horrid gashly!

Pansy watched him go up and up the mountain, until he was lost to sight. "Oh," she cried, as she clapped her hands, "I know where Tom has gone! He has just gone away to bring Uncle and 'Fessor Pete back again." Well, anyhow, Tom had a look at the sea.

The children are there somewhere, over in that strange island. Ha! here is a bridge of rocks! Thank goodness for that! And look! here, too, are tracks!" It was Uncle Staysail who spoke, and behind him was 'Fessor Pete himself, and at least a dozen well-armed sailors. "Listen!" cried the captain. "What is that?" "Wolves, I think," said the professor. "And hark! surely that was a rifle-shot.

" I have a very poor opinion of that kind of a mind which does well in American politics," said the pro- fessor, speaking as a collegian, " but I suppose there may be something in it." " Well, at any rate," decided Mrs. Wainwright. " At any rate-" At that moment, Marjory attired for luncheon and the drive entered from her room, and Mrs.