in her eyes.
"I'm afraid they won't miss me."
"Why, certainly they will," I protested, earnestly. "Won't you ride
down to the landing?"
She glanced at the dirty wagon. She appeared to be tired after her long
walk, and the invitation was a temptation to her; but the character of
the vehicle did not please her. I had put a clean box on the wagon to
contain the small stores I had purchased.
"You can sit on this," I added, pointing to the box.
"I don't think I can get into the wagon."
I jumped upon the ground, and placed the box near the vehicle, so that
she could use it as a step. I did not understand the rules of gallantry
well enough to offer to assist her when she really needed no
assistance. She stepped upon the box, and, grasping one of the stakes,
easily mounted the platform. I placed the box in the middle of the
wagon, and she seated herself. I drove slowly to the landing-place, so
that the motion of the rude vehicle might not disturb her.
"I am afraid they won't come back to-night," said she, as she strained
her eyes in gazing up the river.
"Your friends on board would compel the captain to return; but he is a
very good man, and I think he will be willing."
"But they may not miss me. There are very few passengers on board, and
I have a state-room all to myself. I have been in it half the time,
reading, and they may think I am there."
"There will be another steamer along in a few days, and you can go in
her."
"In a few days!" repeated she. "What can I do for two or three days?"
"There's Mr. Mellowtone," I interposed, pointing to the pretty barge of
my friend, who was returning to the Castle, as he had promised to do.
"And who is Mr. Mellowtone?" inquired my fair companion.
I explained who he was: and by the time I had finished my description,
we arrived at the landing.
"There is no steamer to be seen," said Miss Ella, sadly.
"But she will come back, I am sure, even if she has gone a hundred
miles, when they discover your absence," I replied.
"I wish I could think so."
"You may depend upon it."
"It is almost dark now."
"The steamers run by night as well as by day, in this part of the
river, when the water is as high as it is now."
She walked down to the bank of the river, and continued to gaze
earnestly up the stream, while I employed myself in loading my goods. I
did not think, when I bought the barrel of flour, that I was now alone,
and two hundred pounds was more th
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