meagre, paltry thing it was! A man hardly began to live before he was thirty-five!
"Uncle Dan, may we come in?"
The door flew open, and two young persons, with all the disabilities of youth upon their heads, came rustling in upon the old bachelor's misanthropic reverie. Instantly the atmosphere had changed.
"It was very good fun," May remarked, as she perched upon the arm of her uncle's chair. "They shrieked 'Margherita' and 'Santa Lucia' and a lot of opera airs, till we thought we should lose our tympanums, and so we came away."
"We were in quite as much danger of losing our manners," Pauline interposed. "We sat next a delicious English girl, pretty as a picture and unresponsive as a statue, and we simply dragged her into conversation. She took us for English and was terribly shocked to find we were Americans, and not even Canadians at that. 'You don't mean to say that you
