"Elenora Whitney is not worth worrying about," subjoined Mrs. Underhill, tartly; "and Josie Dean is a very nice, modest girl." Charles Reed and Josie had dropped into a fashion of making frequent calls during the summer. The young fellow made a confidant of Doctor Joe, as young people were very apt to do, he was so sympathetic and kindly. Mr. Reed had quite a fancy at first that he should study medicine. "It is a fine profession, when one's heart is in it," said Doctor Joe. "And there are so many new discoveries and methods all the time. Still, I can't quite fancy Charlie taking up the disagreeable side." "He could be a professor, I suppose," commented his father, rather reluctantly. "He loves study and books, and he ought to turn his education to some account. I would do anything for him; he knows that. He is all I have; and he is a fine boy." It was odd; but Charlie talked his desire over with Josie first of all, and she approved of it enthusiastically. Then he rather timidly confessed it to his father. "I used to believe that I never wanted to be a clergyman; but, after mother died, I began to think it over. She was so sort of sweet and changed that last year, almost as if she had a presentiment; and though she took such an interest in my studies, she never spoke of that, though I know it was her heart's desire. All the time I seem to have had a leaning towards it. It is a grand life, when one's heart and soul are in it; and I am sure now mine would be. I should feel as if I was keeping near to her, and doing something for her happiness. And if you would not feel disappointed--" "My boy, I should be gratified," said his father, warmly. "I should not have tried to influence your choice; but I do think, in certain ways, you are especially fitted for this profession. I can trust you never to bring discredit on so sacred a calling; and I think you are alive to the true responsibility of it. Yes; it is what she would like, if she were here." Jim declared he had felt sure of this decision all the last year. They all decided Charles Reed would make a fine conscientious clergyman. CHAPTER XVII A GLAD SURPRISE Doctor Joe stood at the doorway of the Institute. It was still in Madison Street, though it was to go up-town and be transformed into a college. The girls came trooping out,--they were really girls then, and had a deliciously girlish air. "Oh, Joe!" cried Hanny, glancing up rather in amaze. What had happened? He bowed gravely to some of her compeers. They thought Jim splendid; but they stood a little in awe of grave Doctor Joe. "I have come for you to go and make a call," he said. "Let me take your books." She glanced up the street. "Oh, this isn't in style," he began laughingly. "I have neither coach nor four." "Then we will have a nice walk. Where? Down at the Battery?" She had such a sweet, eager face, and she was so easily pleased. "We will go over to Broadway, first," he replied. "Then--well, wherever you like."