THE next few days went faster than the speed limit, and ought to have been fined for "scorching." We did Chicago as thoroughly as it could be done, and saw so much that I began to feel as if my mental store-room was getting overcrowded. Bess called it my experimental-mental store-room because I had told her how I always took in everything that came along, if it looked as if it could ever be the least bit useful or interesting to me, and put it into that store-room; and then sometimes I would take a day off and go through the stock and pitch out what, upon closer examination, I was sure I wouldn't ever want, and put the things I did want in permanent storage, and the doubtful ones back in the shelves to look over again later on. Probably the next time I took 'em down, I'd know for sure whether I wanted to keep 'em or not. I had Christian Science in there on the shelf, waiting for further investigation; and for the last week I'd been piling in a lot of unsorted stuff of all kinds, until
