legraph her to come with only a dress suit-case."

They did not telegraph Kitty. About a week later Kitty arrived, and
the next day Billy came, and to each the Fenelbys explained the
Fenelby Tariff, on the way up from the station. Both thought it was
a splendid idea, and agreed to uphold the tariff law and abide by it
and be governed by it, and when Mrs. Fenelby handed Kitty's
baggage-checks to Tom and asked him to see that the three trunks
were sent over from the city and delivered at the house, Mr. Fenelby
had no idea what was in store for him.

[Illustration: "Mrs. Fenelby handed Kitty's baggage-checks to Tom"]

III

KITTY'S TRUNKS

When Mr. Fenelby went to the city in the morning he gave Kitty's
trunk checks to the expressman. When he returned to his home in the
evening he found Kitty and Mrs. Fenelby on the porch, and Mrs.
Fenelby was explaining to her visitor, for about the tenth time, the
workings of the Fenelby Domestic Tariff. She had explained to Kitty
how the tariff had come to be adopted, how it was to supply an
education fund for Bobberts--who was at that moment asleep in his
crib, upstairs--and how every necessity brought into the house had
to pay into Bobberts' bank ten per cent., and every luxury thirty
per cent. Kitty was a dear, as was Mrs. Fenelby, but they were as
different as cousins could well be, for while Mrs. Fenelby was the
man's ideal of a gentle domestic person, Kitty was the man's ideal
of a forceful, jolly girl, and as full of liveliness as a well
behaved young lady could be. She was properly interested in Bobberts
and admired him loudly, but in her heart she was not sorry that Mr.
Fenelby's brother Will was to be a visitor at the house during her
stay.

She did not show any unmaidenly curiosity in regard to Brother Will,
but between doses of Bobberts and Tariff she managed to learn about
all Mrs. Fenelby knew regarding Brother Will's past, present and
future, including a pretty minute description of his appearance,
habits and beliefs.

Brother Will had arrived that very day, and on the way up from the
station the Fenelbys had explained to him all about the Domestic
Tariff, and also that until a bed could be sent out from the city he
would have to find a bed wherever he could, and so it happened that
he went right back to the city with Mr. Fenelby, and had not met
Kitty, as he preferred to sleep in the city, rather than in the
hammock on the porch.

There is an admirable