s, turning a
corner, slowing up at a crossing to take a view of the town, and
keeping all the time in view the clusters of lights on the hill, which
Allison conceived to be the college. Suddenly Leslie leaned forward,
and cried:

"O Allison, stop! Stop! There it is, just there on the right. And it's
for sale, too! Oh, let's get right out and get the name of the agent,
so we won't lose it again."

Allison stopped the car suddenly, and turned to look. There in the
full blaze of an electric arc-light, nestled among shrubbery and tall
trees, with a smooth terrace in front, was a beautiful little cottage
of white stone, with a pink roof, and windows everywhere.

"Why, that's not the college, Les; what's the matter with you?" said
Allison, putting his hand on the starter again. "Better wake up. Don't
you know a college when you don't see one?"

"College nothing!" said his sister. "That's our house. That's our
_home_, Allison. The very house I've dreamed of. It looks a little
like the houses in California, and it is the very thing. Now, there's
no use; you've got to get out and get that agent's name, or I'll jump
out myself, and get lost, and walk the rest of the way!"

"It is lovely!" said Julia Cloud, leaning over to look. "But it looks
expensive, and you wouldn't want to _buy_ a house, you know, dear; for
you might not stay."

"Oh, yes, we would if we liked it. And, besides, houses can be sold
again when you get done with them, though I'd never want to sell that!
It's a perfect little duck. Allison, will you get out or shall I?"

"Oh, I'm game," said Allison, getting out and jumping the hedge into
the pretty yard.

He took out his pencil, and wrote down the address in his note-book,
stepped up the terrace and glanced about, then went close to the
street sign, and found out what corner it was near.

"It is a pippin, sure thing," he said as he sprang into the car again;
"but, Leslie, for the love of Mike, don't find any more houses
to-night! I'm hungry as a bear. That prayer meeting was one too many
for me; I'm going to make for the nearest restaurant; and then, if you
want to go house-hunting after that, all right; but I'm going to find
the eats first."

They asked a group of boys where the restaurant was, and one pointed
to an open door from which light was streaming forth.

"There's the pie-shop," they said, and the party descended hungry and
happy with the delicious uncertainty of having found a dream of a