. Although the latter is very considerate and
helpful, I don't know just why it is, but there is something
I don't quite like about him. He is so very handsome that
most girls, including Ruth, are raving about him.

We have a few busy days. A concert every night and train by
day. We go from here to St. Louis, and then to the Coast. I
am anxious to get to San Francisco. I want to look up that
old house there on the bluff that we had that year we took
Aunt Betty there for her health when Monty Sharp was with
us. Do you remember, Jim?

I am so sorry about that locket, but I know that you will
find it, and then we can clear up the whole affair.

And so you think that perhaps Mr. Van Zandt will find out
all about poor little Lem's parents just from that sampler
that Alfy found in the attic? I do so hope so.

Aunt Betty and Alfy, I know, would wish to be remembered, if
they knew I was writing, so I will send their love anyway.

Now, isn't this a nice, long, newsy letter?

I have to practice a little now, so I will stop.

I am yours, as ever,

DOROTHY.

She read the letter she had just written over again, and then sealed
it. She then opened the door, stepped into the hall and dropped it
into the mail box chute near the elevator. Then she returned to the
room to dress and rest before the concert.

In a little while Alfy entered and found her dressing.

"See what I have been doing," she said, gayly, holding up the dresses
she had just finished pressing so that Dorothy could see and admire
them.

"You dear girl," commented Dorothy, going over and kissing her. "You
are always doing something for me. Thank you, dear, for pressing my
dress. Doesn't it look nice now?--like new again."

"Is there anything else that you would like to have pressed, now that
I am working?" Alfy inquired.

"Why, there is that blue waist that I have been wearing in the train.
It is very mussy," added Dorothy, "but if you are in a hurry, don't
bother with it; I really can get along without it."

"Give it to me," responded Alfy. "I just love ironing, and will have
it done in no time. I might as well press mine while I am about it,
too." And taking Dorothy's waist from her, she quickly found her own,
and started off with them.

The girls were soon ready, and then went down the stair with Mrs.
Calvert.

Mr. Ludlow called for Doro