u, in whose
opinion I have much confidence, speak so highly of Mr. Baynard, if
Walter is willing we will at once accept of the offer, and you may write
to your friend, accepting the situation for my son." Of course I had no
objection to offer, and the Doctor wrote, informing Mr. Baynard that I
would be there in two weeks time.

The time passed quickly away, and I again left home. The Doctor had
written to my employer informing him on what day he might expect my
arrival. The train reached the city about two o'clock in the afternoon,
and, stepping from the car I became one among the crowd upon the
platform. During the journey I had many times wondered to myself whether
Mr. Baynard would meet me himself or send some one else. I supposed he
would send one of his clerks. Dr. Gray had arranged that I was to board
in Mr. Baynard's family, as my mother objected to my going to a public
boarding-house, and in this, as in all cases the good Doctor was our
friend; old as I am now I cannot recall Dr. Gray's many acts of kindness
to me when a boy without a feeling of the deepest gratitude.

To a boy of fifteen, whose life has mostly been passed in a quiet
country village, the first sight of the city of Montreal is somewhat
imposing. Presently I noticed a gentleman who appeared to be looking for
some one, and I felt sure it was Mr. Baynard. He appeared to be about
forty years of age and during the whole course of my life I have never
seen a more agreeable countenance than he possessed. I felt attracted
toward him at once. I stood still watching his movements, as with some
difficulty he made his way through the crowd, and soon his quick eye
rested upon me; approaching and laying his hand on my shoulder, he said
"Is your name Walter Harland, my boy? My name is Mr. Baynard, and I
drove round by the depot to meet a boy I was expecting to arrive on this
train." "My name is Walter Harland," I replied, "and I am the boy of whom
Dr. Gray wrote to you." He shook hands with me, speaking a few kind and
encouraging words at the same time. After giving orders concerning my
trunk, he told me to follow him, and we soon reached his carriage, and
telling me to jump in he drove to a beautiful residence, sufficiently
distant from the business centre of the city to render it pleasant and
agreeable. Mr. Baynard's family consisted of his wife, two daughters
and one little boy. They all treated me with much kindness, and seemed
anxious that I should feel a