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word, from under
his hand.
Now I suppose you think I was a very mean sort of a boy to sit there
and take in all this that wasn't intended for me to hear; but really it
wasn't my fault. You see, I was so surprised when Phil walked in and
began to talk like that, that I never thought of saying anything; but
pretty soon I remembered, and I felt very uncomfortable. I got up then,
and walked a few steps forward, but nobody noticed me. And when
Phil got so excited, I couldn't get a word out. Then Felix came out, and
I really got desperate,--I felt I must let 'em know I was there; so I just
called out twice, quite loud, "Please, I'm here!"
They all jumped, they were so surprised, and Phil wheeled round on me
in a minute. "That ubiquitous 'Jack rose' again!" he exclaimed; and
taking me by the collar,--that was really very mean of Phil,--he walked
me very fast over to the door. Then he opened the door, and said,
"Skip!" and gave me quite a hard shove into the hall, and shut the door
again. I tell you what now, my feelings were awfully hurt; I just wished
Betty were there; I know she'd have given it to Phil!
"Jack!" somebody called just then, and there was Nannie seated in the
niche at the head of the stairs. I ran up and squeezed in alongside of her,
and she snuggled me up to her, and made me feel ever so much better. I
told her the whole story, and somehow, by the time I got through,
instead of being angry any more, I really felt sorry for the boys. "Oh,
Nannie," I said, "I do wish Fee could go to college!"
Nannie caught my hand tight between her two palms. "Jack," she said
softly, "say our verse for the day, will you?"
So I repeated it: "'I say unto you, that if two of you shall agree on earth
as touching anything that they shall ask, it shall be done for them of my
Father which is in heaven. For where two or three are gathered together
in my name, there am I in the midst of them.'"

"That has comforted me all day," whispered Nannie. "That's what we
can do for Felix: we can pray--you and I--that God will make a way for
him to go to college. Will you, Jackie-boy?"
"Yes," I said presently; "but--but--perhaps, Nannie, you'd better not say
anything to Betty about it, 'cause--well, you know she might make fun
of me."
"Oh, no, she won't," said Nannie, "because you and I are the 'two,' Jack,
and she's the 'three'; she's praying for Felix, too."
Well, I was dumfounded,--Betty, of all people!
Just then the study door opened, and Phil and Felix came out; Phil had
his arm over Fee's shoulder, and he began helping him up the steps. I
felt they'd want Nannie to themselves,--and, besides, Phil might just
have said something to tease me again; so I ran up stairs alone, and left
them to talk together.
All this happened some weeks ago, and though Phil has commenced
college, no way has come yet for Felix to go; but we "three" still keep
on praying for it.

III.
CONCERNING A PERFORMANCE.
TOLD BY NANNIE.
So many and such unexpected things have happened lately that I
scarcely know where to begin, or how to tell everything.
The very first surprise was two letters that came for Felix and me from
our godmother, aunt Lindsay. She is not really our aunt, though we call
her so, and I'm named Nancy after her; but she knew dear mamma
when she was a girl, and she is the only person except mamma that we
ever heard call papa "Jack." Aunt Lindsay is quite an old lady, and she's

very eccentric. She lives in a big old house in Boston, and very seldom
comes to New York; but twice a year, on our birthday and at Christmas,
she sends us a letter and a present,--generally a book,--and Fee and I
have to write and thank her. How we dread those letters! It was hard
enough when we had mamma to talk them over with before we began
them; but now it's a great deal worse, for Miss Marston does not help
us in the least.
She says we are quite old enough now to do them alone, and I suppose
we are. But we can't express ourselves in the same way time after time,
and it is so difficult to think of new things to say that are interesting
and not frivolous,--for aunt Lindsay wouldn't permit that. Sometimes
we really get low-spirited over our efforts, and I'd be ashamed to tell