"We ought to start for the hill before six, as we did this morning." "We'll none of us feel like going to Katson's Hill early to-morrow morning," smiled Dick wearily.

"Fellows, I guess we'll have to put in twice as much time, and go every other day.

I'm afraid it's going to be a little too much for us to do everyday." So this was agreed upon, though rather reluctantly, for Dick & Co.

were anxious to repay Driggs at the earliest date.
Not one of the six boys appeared on Main Street that evening.
Each of them, after eating supper, crept away to bed to ease the aching of his muscles in slumber.
The next morning they met at Greg's gate shortly after seven o'clock.
"The loads will seem lighter to-day," laughed Dick.
"But to-morrow---oh, me, oh, my!" groaned Reade, making a comical face.
"It's the 'White Man's Burden,' you know," Dick laughed.
"What is ?" Dave inquired.
"Debt---and its consequences." "My father has a horror of debt," Tom announced.
"Well, I guess the black side of debt shows only when one doesn't intend to make an effort to pay it," Dick suggested.

"The whole business world, so we were taught at high school, rests on a foundation of debt.