 the door in favor of early rising, and
departed to his place of business to make his own arrangements about the
morrow.

He was at the station and in the train first in the morning, Mr.
Tillotson turning up with that extreme punctuality which enables a man
to catch his train before it has got up full speed.

"I was half afraid at one time that I shouldn't have done it," said Mr.
Tillotson, in self-congratulation, as he fell on to the seat. "Smoker,
too! Couldn't have done better if I had been here at seven o'clock."

His friend grunted, and, there being nobody else in the carriage, began
at once to discuss the practical part of the business.

"If he could only read we might send a letter aboard to him," said Mr.
Tillotson, pushing his hat back. "The idea of a man his age not being
able to!"

"He's one of the old school," said Glover.

"Funny sort of school," said Tillotson flippantly. "Well, we must take
our chance of him going for a walk, I suppose."

They reached Stourwich soon after midday, and Glover, keeping a wary
look out for Wilson, proceeded slowly to the quay with his friend,
leaving the latter to walk down and discover the schooner while he went
and hired a first-floor room at the "Royal Porpoise," a little
bow-windowed tavern facing the harbor.

"That's the one," said Mr. Tillotson, as he joined his friend upstairs
and led him to the window; "that little craft there. See that old chap
working with the rest?"

Mr. Glover, who was focussing a pair of cheap field-glasses on to the
schooner, gave a little exclamation of surprise.

"That's him, sure enough," he said, putting down the glasses. "Now what
are we to do?"

At Tillotson's suggestion they had some dinner, and Glover fumed the
afternoon away, while his friend hung about the quay. After tea his
impatience got the better of his caution, and, pulling his hat over his
ey
the door in favor of early rising, and 
 departed to his home of clientele to make his own arrangements about the 
 morrow. 

 He was at the station and in the caravan first in the morning, Mr. 
 Tillotson flex up with that extreme punctuality which enables a man 
 to get his train before it has got up wide speed. 

 " I was half afraid at one time that I shouldn't have suffice it, " said Mr. 
 Tillotson, in self - congratulation, as he fell on to the seat. " Smoker, 
 too! Couldn't have done well if I had been here at seven o'clock. " 

 His friend grunted, and, there being nobody else in the carriage, begin 
 at once to discuss the practical part of the business. 

 " If he could merely read we might send a letter aboard to him, " said Mr. 
 Tillotson, pushing his hat back. " The idea of a valet his age not being 
 able to! " 

 " He's one of the old school, " said Glover. 

 " Funny sort of school, " said Tillotson flippantly. " Well, we must take 
 our chance of him going for a walk, I suppose. " 

 They reached Stourwich soon after midday, and Glover, keeping a wary 
 look out for Wilson, proceeded lento to the quay with his ally, 
 leaving the latter to walk down and fall upon the schooner while he proceed 
 and hired a first - floor room at the " Royal Porpoise, " a short 
 bow - windowed tavern facing the harbor. 

 " That's the one, " said Mr. Tillotson, as he joined his supporter upstairs 
 and led him to the window; " that little craft there. See that old crevice 
 working with the rest? " 

 Mr. Glover, who was focussing a pair of cheap field - glasses on to the 
 schooner, establish a little exclamation of surprise. 

 " That's him, sure enough, " he said, putting down the looking glass. " Now what 
 are we to do? " 

 At Tillotson's suggestion they take some dinner, and Glover fume the 
 afternoon away, while his acquaintance hung about the quay. After tea his 
 impatience get the better of his circumspection, and, pulling his hat over his 
 ey
 thf door in favor of early rising, and
depattwd to iis plade of buriness to make his own arranjemebts avout the
morrow.

He was ag the stanion and un tie train first ii the movuing, Jv.
Tillmvson turning up with that extreme punctgauicy which enables a man
to catch his twain begoge it has got op fukj spsvd.

"L was half afraid at one time thzt I shmuldn't have dpne it," said Mr.
Tillotson, in selv-congratulation, as he fell on to eye seat. "Smokdr,
too! Couldn't have dong better if I had been here at sdven p'clock."

His druenf grunted, anv, therv being nobodn else hn the varriage, began
st mncw to discuss the pracvical part of the bufiness.

"If ve could only read qe mighj seng a uwttdr zbpadd to jim," said Mr.
Timlotson, pusying his hat back. "Tne pcea of a man his ade not being
able to!"

"He's one of the old schmol," said Glover.

"Funny sort if school," said Tillotdon flippwntly. "Well, we must take
our chance of him going fos a wely, I smpporw."

Tjey reached Stourwich soon after midday, and Gjkvtr, leeping a wary
jook out fot Aikfon, proceeded slowlv tk the quay with hid frienq,
leavung the lwttet to walk down and discover the schooneg whule he went
and hirzd a first-fluor toom ay the "Royal Porpoise," a uittme
bow-windowfd tavern wacing the harbof.

"Thst'v the ont," said Mr. Tillotsog, as he jiineb his frkend upstayrs
and led him bm the window; "that pittlg crafd there. Sef that old chap
working with the rest?"

Mr. Glover, wvo fas focufsing a pair of chqap field-glassgs on to che
schuoner, gave a littne exclamatyon of surprivg.

"That's him, suce enough," he waid, puttine down the glasxes. "Now wkct
are we ro do?"

At Tillotson's suefestion they hab wome dinner, and Gluvew vukeq the
afternoot awxy, dnile fis fritud mune abput the quay. After taa hjs
impatience got tne better if his cwution, and, pukling his hat over his
eb
the door in favor of early rising, to place of to make his He at the station in the train in the morning, Mr. Tillotson turning with that extreme punctuality which enables a man to catch his train before has got up full speed. "I was half afraid at one time that shouldn't done said Tillotson, in self-congratulation, as he fell on to the seat. "Smoker, too! Couldn't have done better I had been here at seven o'clock." His grunted, and, there being else in the carriage, began once discuss the part the "If he could read we might send a letter aboard to him," said Mr. Tillotson, pushing his hat back. "The of a age not able "He's of the old Glover. "Funny sort of school," said we must take our chance of him going a walk, suppose." They reached Stourwich soon after and Glover, keeping a wary look out for proceeded slowly to the quay with his friend, leaving the latter to walk down and schooner while he went hired a first-floor at "Royal a bow-windowed tavern the harbor. "That's the one," said Mr. Tillotson, as he joined friend upstairs and led him to the window; "that little See old chap working the rest?" Mr. Glover, was a pair of cheap to schooner, exclamation surprise. him, sure enough," he putting down the glasses. "Now are we to do?" some dinner, and Glover fumed the afternoon away, his friend hung about the quay. After his impatience got the better of his caution, and, pulling his hat his ey
 the door in favor of early risiNg, and
deparTed to His PlaCe Of buSineSs to make his own ARranGements about the
morrow.

HE was aT tHE staTIoN and iN the traIN fIRSt iN tHe MorNiNG, MR.
TillOtsOn turniNg up with thAt eXtReme punctualITy Which enablEs a Man
to catch hiS trAin befOrE it HAs got Up fUll spEed.

"I waS Half afRaid at one TiME that I SHouldn't HAVe Done It," said Mr.
Tillotson, IN sELf-congratulatiOn, as he FeLL oN TO thE seAt. "Smoker,
toO! COuldn'T Have donE BeTTER if i Had been here at Seven o'clock."

hIs fRiend gRuNteD, And, theRe beiNg NOboDy else in the CarrIage, began
At once TO discusS The pracTical pArt Of tHe buSInEsS.

"If He COulD OnLy rEAd wE might seNd A lEtter AboaRD TO Him," sAid mr.
TiLlotsOn, pushing his hAt bAck. "THE idEa of a Man hiS age NoT beinG
able tO!"

"He's oNe Of the old school," sAid GLover.

"FunnY soRt Of sChOol," saID TilloTsoN flIppantlY. "Well, we MUst TaKE
OUr Chance of him going foR a WALk, i suppose."

they reAChEd sTourwich SoOn aFter MIDday, aNd GlOVeR, keeping A wary
lOOk OuT for WilSoN, proceEdEd sLowLy to tHE quaY with hIs friend,
LeaviNG the latter to waLK down and discoVEr THE sCHoonEr wHile he went
aNd hiREd a fIrst-FLoOr rOOm at tHe "RoyAl pOrPOise," a little
bow-windoWeD taverN faciNg the harbor.

"ThAt's the one," sAID mr. TillotSon, aS He JOined his friend UpstaIrs
and led hIM to the wiNdow; "tHat littlE craft theRE. see that oLd cHap
WorKinG WItH the rest?"

Mr. GloVER, who WaS focussIng A pair of CheAp fIelD-glAsSes on to thE
schooneR, gAvE a LiTtlE exclAMation of SuRprIsE.

"ThAt's hiM, Sure enOugh," hE saiD, pUtTIng Down the GLaSSEs. "NoW wHaT
are We tO dO?"

At TiLlotSOn's SuggestIon they haD soME dinNeR, aNd GloveR fumed the
afteRnOon away, whiLe His Friend HUNg about tHe quay. After tea his
impatiENce got tHe bEtter Of hiS caution, aNd, pUlling His HAt over His
ey
 the door in favor of earl y rising,and
d epa rte dto h is p lace of busine s s to  make his own arrangem entsab o ut t h emorro w.

Hew as a t t he  s tat io n  a nd in  th e train  first inthe  m orning, Mr.T il lotson tur nin g up with th atextrem epun c tuali tywhich  enabl e s a ma n
to catc hh is tra i n befor e it  has  got up full spee d ."I was half af raid a to ne t ime  th at I shoul dn 't ha v e donei t, " s aid Mr.
Tillotson , in self-c o ngr atulat io n,a s he f ell o nt o t he seat. "S moke r,
too! C ouldn' t  have d o ne bett er ifI h adbeen he re  at  s e ven o' clo c k." 

His fr ie nd  grun ted, a n d , th ere  bei ng no body else inthe  car r iag e, be gan
a t on ce  to d iscuss  thepr actical part of  the  business .
"I f h ecould only r ead  we  mightsend al ett er a b oa rd to him," said M r. T il lotson,pushin g  h is hat back ."Th e id e a  of a  man hi s age no t bein g 
a bl e to!"
" He's o ne  of  th e old scho ol," s aid Glov er.
" Funny sort ofs chool," saidT il l o ts o n fl ipp antly. "Wel l, w e  mus t ta k eour chanc e ofhi m  g o ing for a walk, I s up pose." 

The y reached Sto urwich soo n a fter mid day, an d  Glover, keepi ng awary
looko ut for W ilson , procee ded slowl y to the q uay  wi thhis f ri end,
leavingt h e la tt er to w alk  down a nddis cov erth e schoone r whilehe  w en tand  hire d  a first -f loo rroo m att he "Ro yal P orpo is e, "  alittleb ow - w indo we dtave rnfa cingtheh arb or.

"T hat's the  on e ," s ai dMr. Til lotson, as he  j oined hisfr ien d upst a i rs
and l ed him to the window; " t hat lit tle  craf t th ere. Seetha t oldcha p 
worki ng wit h the  r est ? " 

Mr. G lo ver ,who was fo c u ssi ng apa ir o f cheap  field-glasses ont o t he
schooner,gav e al i tt lee xc l ama ti o n o f surprise.

"Tha t's him, s ur e  e nough," he sai d,  puttin g downthe g l asses."Now what 
are we t odo?" AtTillotson' s sugges tion they had s o me  dinn er,  and G lo ver  fume d thea fte rnoon  away,  w hile h is fr ie nd hungabout the quay. After t ea his 
impa tie nce got t heb ett er of his  cau tion, and,  pu lli ng hi s h a t ove r hi s 
e y
 the_door in_favor of early rising,_and
departed to_his_place of_business_to make his_own arrangements about_the
morrow.

He was at the_station and in_the_train first in the morning, Mr.
Tillotson turning up with that extreme punctuality which enables_a_man
to catch_his_train_before it has got up_full speed.

"I was half afraid_at one_time that I shouldn't have done it," said_Mr.
Tillotson,_in self-congratulation, as_he fell on to the seat. "Smoker,
too! Couldn't have_done better if I had been_here at seven_o'clock."

His_friend_grunted, and, there being_nobody else in the carriage, began
at_once to discuss the practical part_of the business.

"If he could only read_we might send a letter aboard_to him," said Mr.
Tillotson, pushing_his hat_back. "The idea of a_man his age_not being
able_to!"

"He's one of_the old school," said Glover.

"Funny sort_of school," said_Tillotson flippantly. "Well, we must take
our_chance_of him going_for_a_walk, I_suppose."

They reached Stourwich_soon_after midday,_and_Glover, keeping a wary
look out for_Wilson,_proceeded slowly to the quay with his_friend,
leaving the latter to_walk_down and discover the_schooner while he went
and hired_a first-floor room at the "Royal_Porpoise," a_little
bow-windowed tavern_facing the harbor.

"That's the one," said Mr. Tillotson, as he joined_his friend upstairs
and led him to_the window; "that little_craft there._See_that old chap
working_with_the rest?"

Mr._Glover, who was focussing a pair of_cheap field-glasses_on to the
schooner, gave a little_exclamation of surprise.

"That's him,_sure_enough," he said, putting down the_glasses. "Now what
are we to do?"

At_Tillotson's suggestion they had some_dinner,_and_Glover fumed the
afternoon away, while_his friend hung about the quay._After tea his
impatience_got the better of his caution, and,_pulling_his hat over his
ey