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"Lead him to it!" hastily directed Pierpont, who was beginning to get a certain amount of enjoyment out of the situation. "But tell him he needn't call again." "Give 'em here!" snapped Mrs. Pumpelly, grasping the documents. "This is a little too much! 'Lulu' this time. Fictitious as usual. Who's Julius Aberthaw? Huh!" "What's the other one?" inquired her husband with a show of sympathy.

The two robes of silver fox alone had cost eighty-five hundred dollars, but that was nothing; Mrs. Pumpelly in her stockings cost Pierpont at least ten times that every year. But he could afford it with Cruce at 791. So, having moved from Athens to the metropolis, they had a glorious time. Out home the Pierpont had been simply a P. and no questions asked as to what it stood for; P. Pumpelly.

But before anything of that sort actually happened Maddox returned. "Well," inquired Wilfred with an assumption of nonchalance, "what did you find out?" "The magistrate said that we would have to apply at the court in the district where the offense occurred and that Mrs. Pumpelly would have to appear there in person.

An account of the breaking up of Arizona and our journey across the deserts to California has been given by Professor Pumpelly, in his book, "Across America and Asia." The subject is so repugnant that the harrowing scenes preceding the abandonment of the country are only briefly stated.

"Don't lead him to it again!" "But I wouldn't have disturbed you if it hadn't been for a young gentleman who 'as called with another one regardin' the window boxes." "What about window boxes?" moaned Mrs. Pumpelly. "'E says," explained Simmons, "'e 'as a summons for you regardin' the window boxes, but that if you'd care to speak to him perhaps the matter might be adjusted "

He chose the latter, unwisely. "Of course not! Utter nonsense!" replied he blithely. "The lawful rate of speed is at least fifteen miles an hour." "Excuse me, madam," said James, appearing once more in the doorway. "A man has just left this er paper at the area doorway." Mrs. Pumpelly snatched it out of his hand. "Well, of all things!" she gasped.

"Let's see the summons!" exclaimed Wilfred, coming to life. "'To Edna Pumpelly," he read. "They're gettin' more polite," she commented ironically. "Heavens," ejaculated Mr. Pumpelly, "there'll be somebody here in a minute complaining that I don't use the right length of shaving stick." "I understand," remarked Mr. Edgerton, "that in a certain Western state they regulate the length of bed sheets!"

Professor Louis Agassiz headed the list; and others were Paul Du Chaillu, the African explorer whose adventures were for a long time regarded as clever romance; the Hon. Anson Burlingame, who had been an envoy from the Chinese Emperor; Sir Samuel Baker, of London; Rev. J.C. Fletcher, Professor Raphael Pumpelly, the Right Rev. Bishop Southgate, the Hon.

Rutherford had probably never seen her own chef and Mrs. Pumpelly was afraid of hers. Besides, even Edna recognized the lamentable fact that it was up to Mrs. Wells to call first, which she didn't. Once when the ladies had emerged simultaneously from their domiciles Mrs. Pumpelly had smilingly waddled forward a few steps with an ingratiating bow, but Mrs.

"I believe there is," assented Bonnie politely. "'You're another' certainly isn't a statutory legal plea, but as a practical defense " "Tit for tat!" said Mr. Edgerton playfully. "Ha, ha! Ha!" "Ha, ha! Ha!" mocked Mrs. Pumpelly, her nose high in air. "A lot of good you did me!" "By the way, young man," asked Mr. Pumpelly, "whom do you say you represent?"