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working any more like a slave, as you and -Harry do ! " 

 Well, well, Vandy's air-castle was fifteen hundred dol- 

 lars a year ; yet see him now when thousands roll in 

 upon him every month. Hard at it still — and see the 

 goddess laughing in her sleeve at the good joke on 

 Vandy. He has his air-castle, but doesn't recognize 

 the structure. 



There is Miss Fashion. How fascinating she was 

 when she descanted on her air-castle — then a pretty 

 cottage with white and red roses clustering beside the 

 door and twining over it in a true-lover's knot, symbol- 

 izing the lover's ideal of mutual help and dependence — 

 the white upon the red. No large establishment for 

 her, nor many servants ! One horse (I admit it was 

 always to be a big one), and an elegant little vehicle ; 

 plenty of garden and enough of pin money. On this 

 point there was never to be the slightest doubt, 

 so that she could really get the best magazines and 

 one new book every month — any one she chose. A 

 young hard-working husband, without too much in- 

 come, so that she might experience the pleasure of 

 planning to make their little go far. Behold her now ! 

 her husband a millionaire, a brown-stone front, half a 

 dozen horses, a country place, and a box at the opera ! 

 But, bless your heart ! she is as unconscious of the 

 arrival of her castle as she is that years creep upon her 

 apace. 



The Goddess Fortune, my friends, rarely fails to 



