Congressman.

"Yes, sir, and in your rooms, too," replied Leopold. "We call it warm
weather down here; but I piled on the wood to suit your case."

"I am so glad to come here again!" said Rosabel, stepping up to Leopold.
"I am very much obliged to the fog for sending us to Rockhaven."

"I shall consider the fog one of my best friends after this," laughed
Leopold; and he conducted the young lady to the gangway.

"Father says you have a new hotel; and I hope we shall stay here all
summer."

"The Sea Cliff House, folks say, is about as good as anything on the
coast; and I hope the new hotel will suit you well enough to keep you
here a long time," said the gallant young man, as he assisted Rosabel
down the steps and into the stern-sheets of the boat.

"It would be so delightful to stay here all summer, and have the yacht,
so that we could sail about the bay!"

Leopold assisted the other ladies--of whom there were not less than
seven--to their places in the two quarter-boats of the Orion. The whole
party was disposed in both of them, and the landlord's son led the way
to the wharf in the skiff, which was reached in a few moments. Leopold
was on the landing-steps in time to assist the ladies when the first
boat came alongside the platform, and the whole party were soon on the
wharf.

"Who are all these people, Leopold?" asked Squire Moses Wormbury, as the
young man was ascending the steps.

"Mr. Franklin Hamilton's party from New York," replied the young man
hastily.

"Island Hotel, sir?" said Ethan Wormbury, approaching one of the
gentlemen, whose wife was leaning upon is arm; "best hotel in the place,
sir, and close to the wharf."

"If it is the best hotel in the place, that is where we wish to go,"
replied the gentlemen, with a slightly foreign accent in his tones.

"This way, if you please, sir," added Ethan, with enthusiasm, as he
began to move up the wharf.

"Doctor," called Mr. Hamilton, "where are you going?"

"To the hotel. Thin man says he keeps the best one in this place."

"We are all going to the Sea Cliff House," added the chief of the party.

Ethan gnashed his teeth with rage, and so did the squire, his father. It
was really horrible to see the whole party going to the Sea Cliff.

"How do you do, Mr. Hamilton?" said Squire Moses, extending his withered
hand to the New York merchant. "Glad to see you come down to the old
place once in a while."

"Ah, how do you do, Squire Wormbury?" replied