that he was wide awake, but it was only
through sympathy; he seemed to be a very kind old man. One by one all
the men came and looked at the trunk labels, and they all asked whether
Betty hadn't been considerable of a traveler, or some question very much
like it. At last the captain came with Captain Beck to collect the
passage money, which proved to be thirty-seven cents.

"Where did you say you was goin' to stop in Tideshead?" asked Captain
Beck.

"I'm going to Miss Leicester's. Don't you remember me? Aren't you Mary
Beck's grandfather? I'm Betty Leicester."

"Toe be sure, toe be sure," said the old gentleman, much pleased. "I
wonder that I had not thought of you at first, but you have grown as
much as little Mary has. You're getting to be quite a young woman.
Command me," said the shipmaster, making a handsome bow. "I am glad that
I fell in with you. I see your father's looks, now. The ladies had a
hard fight some years ago to keep him from running off to sea with me.
He's been a great traveler since then, hasn't he?" to which Betty
responded heartily, again feeling as if she were among friends. The
storekeeper offered to take her trunk right up the hill in his wagon,
when they got to the Tideshead landing, and on the whole it was
delightful that the trains had been changed just in time for her to take
this pleasant voyage.

III.

A BIT OF COLOR.

BETTY had seen strange countries since her last visit to Tideshead. Then
she was only a child, but now she was so tall that strangers treated her
as if she were already a young lady. At fifteen one does not always know
just where to find one's self. A year before it was hard to leave
childish things alone, but there soon came a time when they seemed to
have left Betty, while one by one the graver interests of life were
pushing themselves forward. It was reasonable enough that she should be
taking care of herself; and, as we have seen, she knew how better than
most girls of her age. Her father's rough journey to the far North had
been decided upon suddenly; Mr. Leicester and Betty had been comfortably
settled at Lynton in Devonshire for the summer, with a comfortable
prospect of some charming excursions and a good bit of work on papa's
new scientific book. Betty was used to sudden changes of their plans,
but it was a hard trial when he had come back from London one day,
filled with enthusiasm about the Alaska business.

"The only thing against it is that I d