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Hallow-e’en or Hallow-Even is the last night of October, being the eve or vigil of All-Hallow’s or All Saint’s Day, and no holiday in all the year is so informal or so marked by fun both for grown-ups as well as children as this one. On this night there should be nothing but laughter, fun and mystery. It is the night when Fairies dance, Ghosts, Witches, Devils and mischief-making Elves wander around. It is the night when all sorts of charms and spells are invoked for prying into the future by all young folks and sometimes by folks who are not young.

In the present tale our hero, by a curious combination of circumstances, becomes
the private secretary to a rich lady, and travels with this lady to England and
other places. The lady has a nephew whose character is none of the best, and as
this young man had formerly occupied the position now assigned to Robert, our
hero’s place becomes no easy one to fill. Yet his natural stoutheartedness helps
him to overcome every obstacle and brings his many surprising adventures to a
satisfactory ending. 

Whom everything becomes,–to chide, to laugh,
To weep; whose every passion fully strives
To make itself in thee fair and admir’d!
No messenger; but thine, and all alone
To-night we’ll wander through the streets and note
The qualities of people. Come, my queen;
Last night you did desire it:–speak not to us.

[Exeunt ANTONY and CLEOPATRA, with their Train.]

DEMETRIUS.
Is Caesar with Antonius priz’d so slight?

PHILO.
Sir, sometimes when he is not Antony,
He comes too short of that great property
Which still should go with Antony.

DEMETRIUS.
I am full sorry
That he approves the common liar, who
Thus speaks of him at Rome: but I will hope
Of better deeds to-morrow. Rest you happy!

[Exeunt.]

SCENE II. Alexandria. Another Room in CLEOPATRA’S palace.

MRS. UPJOHN.

[Contentedly.] Oh, jest as you like.

FARNCOMBE.

[Moving towards the door.] In about a quarter-of-an-hour.

MRS. UPJOHN.

If we don’t see you again, I’ll tell Lil you’ve been ‘ere.

FARNCOMBE.

[At the door.] Oh, but you will; you will see me again.

MRS. UPJOHN.

Well, please yourself and you please your dearest friend, as Lil’s dad used to say.

FARNCOMBE.

Thank you– thank you very much.

[He disappears, closing the door after him.

MRS. UPJOHN.

[To ROPER, looking up.] I b’lieve you gave that young man the ‘int to go, Uncle.

ROPER.

I did; told him I wanted to talk business with you.