“Not a bit of it!” and Dr. Wright held on to his burden while Lewis endeavored to relieve him.

“Well, let’s cut the baby in two, like my Aunt’s favorite character in history.”

“If I give up, it will be for the same reason the woman in the Bible did,” laughed Dr. Wright. “You remember it was the woman who had the right who gave up?”

The spinsters were still talking about the habits and customs of the horridus crotalus.

“They know so much and keep piling on so much more, I fancy if they didn’t give out some of their learning, they would bust,” whispered Lewis, as he grasped his cousin in a bear hug and started to finish the journey to the temporary camp.

“Do you remember a limerick, I think Oliver Hereford’s?” asked Helen:

“‘There was once a homo teetotalus
Who stepped on a horridus crotalus,
“Hic!” clavit in pain,
“I’ve got ’em again!”
Ejacit this homo teetotalus.’”


CHAPTER XVIII.
THE DIAGNOSIS.