and their doings, she mingles emphatic wishes "that
they had more sense," but on the whole they are satisfactory. She has
much to say of the books she has been reading--"a good many of Sir
Walter Scott's that papa does not object to," lent by Allan Ruthven.
There are hints of discussions with him about the books, too; and Graeme
declares she "has no patience" with Allan. For his favourites in Sir
Walter's books are seldom those who are persecuted for righteousness'
sake; and there are allusions to battles fought with him in behalf of
the good name of the Old Puritans--men whom Graeme delights to honour.
But on the whole it is to be seen, that Allan is a favourite with her
and with them all.

The beautiful Bay of Boston was reached at last, and with an interest
that cannot be told, the little party--including the restored Janet--
regarded the city to which they were drawing near. Their ideas of what
they were to see first in the new world had been rather indefinite and
vague. Far more familiar with the early history of New England--with
such scenes as the landing of the pilgrims, and the departure of Roger
Williams to a still more distant wilderness, than with the history of
modern advance, it was certainly not such a city they had expected to
see. But they gazed with ever increasing delight, as they drew nearer
and nearer to it through the beautiful bay.

"And this is the wonderful new world, that promises so much to us all,"
said Allan.

"They have left unstained what there they found.
Freedom to worship God,"

murmured Graeme, softly. "I'm sure I shall like the American people."

But Allan was taking to heart the thought of parting from them all, more
than was at all reasonable, he said to himself, and he could not answer
her with a jest as he might at another time.

"You must write and tell me about your new home," said he.

"Yes--the boys will write; we will all write. I can hardly believe that
six weeks ago we had never seen you. Oh! I wish you were going with
us," said Graeme.

"Allan will see Arthur when he comes. Arthur will want to see all the
country," said Norman.

"And maybe he will like the Queen's dominions best, and wish to settle
there," said Allan.

"Oh! but we shall see you long before Arthur comes," said Graeme. "Is
it very far to Canada?"

"I don't know--not very far, I suppose. I don't feel half so hopeful
now that I am about to know what my fate is to be. I have a gr