nd I am very glad for your sake,
that it is over."

"Yes, my dear, we are all proud of you," added Grandma Elsie, smiling
kindly upon the little girl.

But there was not time for anything more.

"Max Raymond," some one called.

"Here, sir," replied the lad, rising.

"Take the witness stand."

"Go, my son, and let us see how well you can acquit yourself," the
captain said in an encouraging tone, and Max obeyed.

He conducted himself quite to his father's satisfaction, behaving in a
very manly way, and giving his testimony in the same clear, distinct
tones and straightforward manner that had been admired in his sister.
But having much less to tell, he was not kept nearly so long upon the
stand.

There were other witnesses for the prosecution, one of whom was Capt.
Raymond himself.

He testified that the burglars had evidently entered the house through a
window, by prying open a shutter, removing a pane of glass, then
reaching in and turning the catch over the lower sash.

When the evidence on that side had all been heard, the counsel for the
accused opened the case for the defense.

He was an able and eloquent lawyer, but his clients had already
established an unenviable reputation for themselves, and the weight of
the evidence against them was too strong for rebuttal. Their conviction
was a foregone conclusion in his mind, and that of almost every one
present, even before he began his speech.

He had but few witnesses to bring forward, and their testimony was
unimportant and availed nothing as disproof of that given by those for
the prosecution.

After the lawyers on both sides had addressed the jury, and the judge
had delivered his charge to them, they retired to consider their
verdict.

In a few moments they returned and resumed their seats in the jury box.
They found both the accused guilty of burglary, and the trial was over.

"Is it quite finished, papa?" Lulu asked as they were driving toward
home again.

"What, my child? the trial? Yes; there will be no more of it."

"I'm so glad," she exclaimed with a sigh of relief. "You said they would
have to go to the penitentiary if they were found guilty; and the jury
said they were; how long will they have to stay there?"

"I don't know; they have not been sentenced yet; but it will be for some
years."

"I'm sorry for them. I wish they hadn't been so wicked."

"So do I."

"And that I hadn't had to testify against them. I can't help feeling as