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"Madam,"--my cap went higher, my head lower--"I never bet."

"Well, no. It's the horse he captured the time he got the Yankee who had him prisoner."

"Suppose it wasn't either."

I began to tell how well I knew the stars, but he stopped me. "Yes; well, keep straight north till you strike the road running east and west between Fayette and union Church. You'll find there a little polling-place called Wiggins. Turn west, toward Fayette, and on the north side of the main road, opposite the blacksmith's shop, you'll come to a small--"

"Maiden passing fair, turn again thine eyes! Turn again thine eyes, love's true mercy learn.

"Good-bye." I could barely hear it.

"I am to know Miss Rothvelt by finding her in a certain place." My honeyed bow implied that her being just now very much out of place was no fault of mine.

Her eyes flashed round upon me like stars themselves. "Not--Venus?" she whispered, snatched in her breath, bit her lip, and half averting her face, shot me through with both "twinklers" at once. Then she took a long look at the planets and suddenly exclaimed with a scandalized air--

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