; besides nuts, and apples. I guess that ain't
all."

"Thank you," said his questioner. "That will do. I don't
intend to stay till nut-time. Oh what a way it is round this
bay!"

"I wish it was longer," said Elizabeth.

The sun had left all the earth and betaken himself to the
clouds; and there he seemed to be disporting himself with all
the colours of his palette. There were half a dozen at a time
flung on his vapoury canvass, and those were changed and
shaded, and mixed and deepened, -- till the eye could but
confess there was only one such storehouse of glory. And when
the painting had faded, and the soft scattering masses were
left to their natural grey, here a little silvered and there a
little reddened yet, -- the whole West was still lit up with a
clear white radiance that shewed how hardly the sun's bright
track could be forgotten.

"Are we here!" said Elizabeth with a half sigh, as the boat
touched the rocks.

"Yes, to be sure," said her cousin. "Where have you been?"

"In the clouds; and I am sorry to come down again."

Mr. Landholm was standing on the rocks, and a very frank and
hearty reception he gave them. With him they walked up to the
house; Asahel staid behind to wait till Winthrop had made fast
the boat.

"How do you like 'em, Governor?" whispered the little boy,
crouching upon the rocks to get nearer his brother's ear.

"How do I like 'em?" said Winthrop; -- "I can't like anybody
upon five minutes' notice."

"One of 'em's pretty, ain't she? -- the one with the light-
coloured hair?"

"I suppose so," said Winthrop, tying his chain.

"I guess they like it here pretty well," Asahel went on.
"Didn't you see how they looked at everything?"

"No."

"They looked up, and they looked down, and on one side and the
other side; and every now and then they looked at you."

"And what did you look at?"

"I looked at them, -- some."

"Well," said Winthrop laughing, "don't look at them too much,
Asahel."

"Why not?"

"Why, you wouldn't want to do anything _too_ much, would you?"

"No. But what would be too much?"

"So much that they would find it out."

"Well, they didn't find it out this evening," said Asahel.

But that little speech went home, and for half the way as he
walked up to the house holding Asahel's hand, there was
something like bitterness in the heart of the elder brother.
So long, but no longer. They had got only so far when he
looked down at the little boy beside him