has passed the test,
and the parson has found him efficient in faith and morals."

"Good, my son," Governor Winthrop replied; "it pleases me to hear that.
Come forward, Matthew, for I have good news for you."

Fred and Agnes looked with deep interest at the boy. He was somewhat
taller than Fred, but did not seem to be as strong as he. Evidently the
lad had starved a good deal on the voyage, for he looked haggard and
wan. Also he was dressed quite poorly. The visit to the minister had,
no doubt, been a great strain on him. He was timid and bashful, and as
the Governor addressed him, his cheeks became scarlet.

"Come on, my son," Governor Winthrop said, "and be not afraid. We shall
not send you back, for you will have a good home with the Bradleys. God
has provided for you a dwelling place."

Fred liked his new brother right away, for his blue eyes had an honest
and straight forward look.

"You will go with us right now to your new home" he told him after he
had shaken hands with him. "Here is my sister Agnes," he added.

Agnes was a bit timid for a moment, but her sweet good nature asserted
itself.

"I believe we must carry you," she said smilingly, "since you have no
snow-shoes. Where we live is a good ways off, and we must wade through
heavy snow."

"I cannot walk on snow-shoes," Matthew said bashfully, "but I wilt try
my best to follow you."

"The snow is frozen pretty hard," Fred mused, "and I do not think you
will break through. So let us go."

With a word of caution the Governor sent them on their way, and soon
they were lost from view in the dark woods.

The children traveled slowly in order that their young friend might
follow them with ease. He seemed to be very tired, and no wonder, for
the trip across the ocean and the rude experiences after landing on the
strange shore had worn him out. Nevertheless, he walked bravely
through the deep snow, happy to be in company of children so kind and
good.

But he was very glad when finally the lights of Mr. Bradley's large log
house greeted them and the weary trip was over.

Mr. and Mrs. Bradley greeted the new-corner warmly, and soon he had lost
his fear, and felt quite at home.

After a cup of refreshing tea he related his story, Which explained why
he had left England and come to America.

"You see," he said, "my father died, and it was hard for me to secure
work, so that I was only a burden to my dear mother, who had all she,
could do t