"Yes, we will!" cried all the young people, in a breath; and Bertram, putting his note-book in his inside coat pocket, said, dreamily, "It's awfully late; suppose we go in and take the gift of sleep!" OLD-TIME THANKSGIVING. BY M. L. VAN VORST. Come, will you help me harness the bay? Come, will you help me hitch up the gray? Grandfather's lent us the great big sleigh. Hip hurrah for Thanksgiving-time! Chestnuts and cider and fire's glow, Five good miles through the woods to go, Clear cold winds and a driving snow. Hip hurrah for the bells achime! Fly by the hedge of the country-side, By the gleaming fields and the farm-lands wide. Hey for the boys and the girls as they ride! Hip hurrah for the gray and the bay! Snow-wreaths hang on the fir and pine, And the bells are ringing like silver fine; Bright cheeks are glowing and bright eyes shine. Hip hurrah for the jolly sleigh! Come, will you go with us, one and all, To the games and romps in the country hall, Where the rafters ring with our shout and call? Hip hurrah for the fun and cheer! Months of the holly and mistletoe We would hold you fast, for we love you so. Thanksgiving and Christmas and sparkling snow Gladden the days of the dying year. THE HANGING OF TEDDY. Halloween was sure to see a variety of pranks played in Scottsville. It was a fortunate front fence which had its own gate the next morning. All of which shows that there were boys in Scottsville. "Well, gates are good enough if you can't do any better," said Teddy, on the afternoon of a last day in October, "but I'm getting tired of them." "What about signs, then?" asked Joe. "Signs are all right--genuine signs up on buildings--not these pasteboard cards saying 'To Rent,' and sewing-machine boards nailed on fences, and such stuff." "You don't think you could get a big store sign down, do you?" asked Fred. "Yes, I do." "Whose?" "Oh, a lot of 'em. Mr. Parks's would be an easy one." "But it's up over the door, and runs clear across the front of the building!" protested Joe. "And it's fastened up with irons!" "Don't care if 'tis. We're good for it, if we only think so. I've been looking at it. The irons are loose, and there's room to stand on the ledge behind it. It would be just as easy as nothing to take it down." "What would you do with it?" asked Joe. "Well," answered Ted, slowly, "it says on it, 'M. Parks. Cheap Cash Grocery.' I think it would look sort of funny to take it up and put it on the school-house." The other boys instantly fell in with this idea, though they still doubted their ability to get the sign down. Then Fred thought of the village's night watchman, who spent most of his time in the business part of town. "But what about Billy Snyder?" he asked. "Oh, my pa says Billy goes to sleep every night at nine o'clock," answered Teddy, confidently. "He says burglars might pull Billy's boots off and he'd never know it."