ys joining in his flight. The man, who happened
to witness the theft from the back part of the cellar, soon saw that
pursuit would be useless, and contented himself with shaking his fist,
and uttering some anathemas which were inaudible to those for whom they
were intended.

"That was a pretty narrow escape, was n't it?" said Joseph, after they
had got a safe distance from the man.

"It was so," replied Alfred; "and it was lucky for you that he did n't
catch you."

"Why, what do you suppose he would have done?"

"He would have taken you up for stealing, I guess, for he looked mad
enough to do anything," said Alfred.

"Stealing? Pooh, a man must be a fool to make such a fuss about a
cent's-worth of nuts," replied Joseph.

"I knew a boy," said Oscar, "who stole a cake of maple sugar from one
of these stands, and his father had to pay two or three dollars to get
him out of the scrape."

"I would n't have done it," said Joseph; "I 'd have gone to jail
first--that 's just my pluck."

"But the boy did n't do it--it was his father that paid the money,"
added Oscar.

"O, then, I suppose the boy was n't to blame," said Joseph, with all
seriousness; as though he really believed that somebody was to blame,
not for stealing the maple sugar, but for satisfying the man who had
been injured by the theft.

They were now upon one of the bridges which cross Charles River, and
connect the cities of Boston and Charlestown. After passing half-way
over, they stopped a few minutes to gaze at the scene spread out around
them. Oscar and Alfred pointed out to the strangers the various
objects of interest, and they then continued their walk without
interruption until they reached the Monument grounds, on Bunker Hill.
After examining the noble granite shaft which commemorates the first
great battle of the American Revolution, they threw themselves down
upon the grass, to contemplate at their leisure the fine panorama which
this hill affords on a clear day.

After lingering half an hour around the Monument, they turned their
steps towards the Navy-Yard. On reaching it, they found a soldier
slowly pacing back and forth, in front of the gate-way; but he made no
objection to their entering. Joseph and Stephen, who had never before
visited an establishment of this kind, were first struck by the extent
of the yard, and the air of order and neatness which seemed everywhere
to prevail. They gazed with curiosity upon the long rows of