If  Marilla had said that Matthew had gone to Bright River to meet a kangaroo from Austealia Mrs. Rachel could not have been more astonished. She was actually stricken dumb for five seconds. It was unsuposable that Marilla was making fun of her, but Mrs. Rachel was almost forced to suppose it.   "Are you in earnest, Marilla?" she demandes when voice returned to her.   "Yes, of course," said Marilla, as if getting boys from orphan asylums in Nova Scotia were part of the usual spring work on any well-regulated Avonlea farm instead of being an unheard of innovation. Mrs. Rachel felt that she had received a severe mental jolt. She thought in exclamation points. A boy! Marilla and Matthew Cuthbert of all people adopting a boy! From an orphan saylum! Well, the world was certainly turning upside down! She would be surprised at nothing after this! Nothing!   "What on earth put such a notion into your head?" she demanded disapprovingly. This had been done w