Dick could not help but take up the portrait and gaze at it long and earnestly.
"Dear, dear Dora!" he murmured fondly.

"The best girl in all this wide world! Some day you are going to be Mrs.Dick Rover, and that day can't come any too soon for me.

Oh, I hope those rascals don't do anything more to harm you!" Dick was still holding the picture when there came a soft knock on the door.
"Who is it?
What do you want ?" he asked, as he put the picture down.
"Dick, my child," came in a whisper from the fun-loving Tom.

"Be careful and don't kiss all the glaze off that photo.

She's a sweet girl, warranted all silk and a yard wide, but the glaze may be poisonous, and----" "Tom, if you don't get to bed I'll--I'll throw a pitcher of water over you!" cried Dick, and started to unlock the door.