When he closed his eyes he could see just one thing--one whirling, seething vision: a ring of boys, excited, eager, yelling, laughing, cheering, with only here and there a frightened face; and there in the midst himself and another--some one who was striking and kicking and scratching at him, but whose blows he did not seem to feel, so hard and fierce and fast he himself was striking, and so hotly ran his blood. And in his ears were ringing the cries which had gone up at the end, when that other boy--he of the curly hair--had suddenly, at last, turned from him and run away through the crowd, beaten and sniveling and--alone. And he remembered that he had felt sorry then--oh, so sorry--sorry for that other boy! He washed his face and hands carefully, and looked again in the little mirror. Perhaps mother wouldn't notice--much. He opened his door and crept softly down the stairs and into the library, and there was mother, looking anxiously from the window, and father, who had just come in, putting on his hat as if he were going out again. And they both turned and looked at him; and mother ran and caught him up in her arms, just as if he were that baby-boy again--that baby he had been yesterday. He wondered. Father looked at the brown bruise and the scuffed knuckles critically, while mother held him with her face against his hair. "Do you think he'll bother you any more, Bob?" father asked, just as if the whole story had been told. Bob shook his head, and mother suddenly clasped him closer, while father turned away with a grim smile. And Bob himself just wondered--wondered about that baby-boy he had been yesterday. TWO PORTRAITS BY GILBERT STUART A NOTE ON A RECENT ACCESSION OF THE METROPOLITAN MUSEUM OF ART BY SAMUEL ISHAM The name of Don Josef de Jaudenes y Nebot has not impressed itself deeply on the memory of the world. It does not appear in the great, many-volumed biographical dictionaries nor in the indexes of the standard histories of the United States. Even in the library of the Hispanic Society of America there is no record of him. He was, however, a man of some importance in the early diplomacy of the nation. The beginning of his official career may be definitely determined by a letter of Washington's of July 20, 1791, in which he says: "I yesterday had Mr. Jaudenes, who was in this country with Mr. Gardoqui and is now come over in a public character, presented to me for the first time by Mr. Jefferson."