Now good-night." Phebe kissed her very quietly, and then crept into Olly's room, and sat down on his bed.

"Olly, dear," she murmured, "are you asleep ?" The little fellow sprang up and flung his arms closely around her neck, embracing collar, ruffles, and ribbon in one all-comprehensive destruction.
"Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me ?" whispered Phebe, half laughing and half crying, as she strained him to her heart.

"Oh, Olly dear, I do want some one just to say so!" "I do, I do, I do, and I do!" said Olly, with a bear's hug at each assertion.

"Blest if I don't.

That's what Mr.Upjohn said when I asked him if he didn't want some taffy.