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32 , A SOCIAL METEOR. when she was restored to good humor she smiled sweetly on everybody, and showed plainly that she bore no malice toward any one. When the horses came around to the door Ray acted as if she would like to occupy the box-seat, going home, but before she could express herself to that effect, Lee had swung Georgie into it, and helped her up to the one behind. They started off amid the barking of dogs, and the kindly ‘“‘good-bys”’ of the hotel-keeper and his buxom wife, who stood in the door-way waving napkins after them until they were out of sight around the corner. It had grown chilly since noon, and wraps were in demand. A sharp wind had risen, and the sun had that cold, blurred appearance which it sometimes assumes in late fall. ‘The flinty roads rang out loud and clear under the hoof-beats of the horses as they dashed along by field and grove, and now and then a flock of sheep, huddling instinctively together in an open barn-yard, gazed at them with frightened eyes, or uttered melancholy bleats, as they passed, followed by clouds of dust. The tall shocks of corn standing brown and stiff, GOMmIGDOOKS (E@)