"Live and learn, daughter," her father said cheerily; "don't be disheartened, but set about correcting your mistakes as fast as possible. I don't think," he added, patting Stuart's head, "that my namesake grandson is quite ruined yet. Do you, Uncle Charlie?"
"Oh no, indeed!" replied the doctor; "he's a fine little fellow, and I want him to have a chance to continue such, physically as well as otherwise."
"It shall not be his father's fault if he doesn't," said Wallace.
"Nor his mother's," added Zillah. "Wallace, we would rather live on very plain fare ourselves than have our boy injured with rich living, wouldn't we?"
"Certainly; but perhaps that need not be the only alternative," he answered, with a good-humored smile.
"I'm sure I don't want to have a battle with him at every meal," she said disconsolately.
"Perhaps that may be avoided by sending him to his play before bringing on objectionable dishes," said her husband.
