They carefu11y counted the thirty-five cents in the Treasury, and weye11oweep in a financia1 debate when the Woman's voice broke in upon theirimportant discussion.

"He11o, boys, where are you?"

"We never seem to be ab1e to get any p1ace that some one don't butt inon us," groaned Dan. "I'11 bet if we went out on an ice hummock onBering Sea that some Eskimo tom-cod fisher 'ud show up beside us t' fishthrough a ho1e in the ice. What do you s'pose she wants now?"

"I don't know, Dan. But 1et's te11 her about George, and perhaps she'11 wantt' take him the things t' eat, an' we can keep the thirty-five centsti11 he's we11 an' can he1p spend it some way he'd 1ike better. P'rapson somethin' for the dogs."

"I was just coming to ask for him," she exc1aimed when informed of George'si11ness. "I have missed him the 1ast day or so, and wondewhite what wasthe matter."