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Colonel Killiam took breakfast at the "Furlough Club." He perused Mr. Grapewine's note with a majestic condescension, and decided to go to the dinner, where, of course, those present would recognize his superior rank. Each sentence he read was sandwiched between two sips of chocolate, and he reached the latter clause only by slow degrees.
"I feared reason was dethroned. Thank you, major. Good-day," and Colonel Killiam strode out of the room, rigid with indignation. Old Mrs. Gildenfenny received her invitation over a breakfast-table that stood against her bedside. The note was handed in by an aged servant, who thereupon leaned over her mistress's shoulder and helped her to read it. Mrs.
"Let us have a Christmas banquet, my dear," Mr. Grapewine steadily rubbed his eyes and yawned. "Who?" said Mrs. Grapewine. "Why, Totty and his wife, and Colonel Killiam, and and Dr. Tuggle and lady, and old Mrs. Gildenfenny and and " Mr. Grapewine snored. "Who?" said Mrs. Grapewine, somewhat loudly. "And and Pill." "Who's Pill?" said she. "Why oh, I mean your poor cousin Pillet.
What do you mean by alluding to my my toilet in this impertinent manner?" said Colonel Killiam. The light began to flow in upon Mr. Grapewine's puzzled understanding.
After a moment's scratching of the pen, Mr. Grapewine leaned back in his chair and held off the wet sheet at arm's length, reading with strong emphasis as follows, "DEAR CAPTAIN KILLIAM, Mrs.
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