one of his friends. "My, how the years have flown!"
"But they are still boys—at least Tom and Sam are," was the ready reply. "And Tom is, just as full of sport as he ever was—I don't believe he'll ever settle down."
"Time will tell. But with all his fun he is a good lad at heart—and that is what counts."
"Right you are, Captain Putnam. I wouldn't give a rap for a lad who didn't have some fun in his make-up."
"All of them had plenty of fun while they were at my school. They cut up a good deal sometimes. But I liked them all the better for it, somehow," concluded the captain, with a twinkle in his eyes.
Carriages and automobiles were in waiting, and Dick and his bride, along with their relatives and many friends, were quickly whirled away to the Stanhope home. Here followed numerous congratulations, interspersed with not a few kisses. Mrs. Stanhope's eyes were still full of tears, but she smiled at her newly-made son-in-law.
"It's all right, Dick!" she whispered. "I'm not a bit sorry. But—but a woman can't help crying when she sees her only girl getting married."
