that I shall have a quarrel with Joseph himself.”  “Mother,” said young Joseph, “what can I do?” “Hold your tongue, young Joseph,” cried Braesig, “it’s all your fault.  Why didn’t you teach them better manners?” “Come, come, Braesig,” said Mrs. Nuessler, “just leave Joseph to me if you please, and remember it’s your fault this time.  You promised to keep an eye on the young men, and see that they didn’t get into mischief, and instead of that, you let one of them do what he likes and never trouble your head to see what he’s after, while you encourage the other to spend all his time in fishing and such like nonsense, instead of minding his books, so that he’s always out in the fields, and comes home in the evening with a lot of perch about the length of my finger, and when I think the day’s work is over, I’m expected to go back to the kitchen and cook that trash!” “What!” cried Braesig.  “Does he only bring you in such tiny little fish?  That’s queer now, for I’ve shown him all the best pools for catching large perch.  Then you must * * *!  Just wait!” “I’ll tell you,” interrupted Mrs. Nuessler, “you must forbid him to fish, for he didn’t come here to do that.  His father sent him here to learn something, and he’s coming to see him this very afternoon.”  “Well, Mrs. Nuessler,” said Braesig, “I can’t help admiring the persistency with which he has followed my advice about fishing.  Hasn’t he done anything else though?” “A great deal, both of them have done a great deal.  I’ve never spoken about it because they’re Joseph’s relations, and at first everything went on pretty well.  It was an idle, merry life at first; my two little girls were very much brightened up by the change and all went on smoothly.  Mina here, and Rudolph there, Lina here, and Godfrey there.  They talked sense with Godfrey and nonsense with Rudolph.  The two lads worked away properly at their books in the morning; Godfrey indeed sometimes read so long that it gave him a headache, and Rudolph did quite a fair amount of study.  But that did not last long.  They soon began to quarrel and wrangle about theological questions, and Godfrey, who knows more than the other, said that Rudolph did not speak from a Christian standpoint.”  “Did he say ’standpoint’?” put in Braesig.  “Yes, that was his very word,” answered Mrs. Nuessler.  “Oho!” said Braesig.  “I think I hear him.  While other people end with standpoint, Methodists always begin with it.  And then I suppose he wanted to convert him?” “Yes,” said Mrs. Nuessler.  “That’s just what he wanted to do.  But you see the other lad is much cleverer than Godfrey, and made so many jokes about all that he said, that at last Godfrey quite lost his temper, and so the discomfort in the house grew worse and worse.  I don’t know how it was, but my two girls mixed themselves up in the quarrel.  Lina who is the gravest and most sensible took Godfrey’s side of the argument, and Mina laughed and giggled over Rudolph’s jokes.”  “Yes,” interrupted