If the name isn't printed, we've made an enemy; and, if it is, the paper is sure to suffer more or less ridicule." "That is quite true, my dear," responded Louise, the reporter.

"I've said everything, about every one of them, that has ever happened, or threatened to happen, since we started the paper, and it is driving me crazy to discover anything more about these stupid natives that will do to print." Hetty had overheard this conversation and now looked up with a smile.
"Has your 'local happenings' column been prepared for to-morrow, Mrs.
Weldon ?" she inquired.
"No; I'm about to start out to unearth some items," replied Louise, wearily.
"Let me do it for you.

I've an hour or so to spare and I won't need to leave my desk," suggested the artist.
"It is my duty, you know, Hetty, and I've no right to evade it." "Evade it for to-day.

Go home and rest.

I'll do your column for to-morrow, and after the vacation you can tackle the thrilling situations with better courage." "Thank you, Hetty.