ed forward for the first step, and
a look of surprise came over him. It was a revelation to his poor
untutored mind. It lighted up into an expression he had never exhibited
before, and he thus received the first lesson on the route to
civilization.

It was amusing to see him make one attempt after the other, and before
night he could travel about fairly well. What must have been his
thoughts as he saw the busy workshops and the surroundings of the home
to which he had been so unwillingly brought? At every opportunity the
Professor cultivated his acquaintance. As time wore on he became
communicative in his way, but it was difficult to bring things to his
mind and comprehend the language used.

He was first taught to name certain things, such as the different foods;
and it did not take long to learn what "Yes" and "No" meant, and when
handed anything particularly appetizing it was finally associated in his
mind with "good." Thus step by step he acquired a small vocabulary of
words.

The first task in the morning was the threshing out of barley. Chief, as
he was called, witnessed the task, and picked up and fondled one of the
flails, like a child caressing a new toy, but he did not have the
remotest idea what the threshing of the barley meant until the beaten
straw had been removed and the golden grain was winnowed out.

And there was another thing that interested him immensely, and that was
the grist mill, composed of the two stones, and when the water wheel was
set in motion and the upper stone began to whirr, he stood with mouth
and eyes open, and watched the meal running from the spout like one
entranced. Usually these people are too stolid to pay attention to such
things, but his intense interest was so pronounced that it attracted all
who witnessed it.

He followed every step in the preparation of the flour and in the making
of the bread, and when the loaves were finally deposited on the table,
it was some time before he could gain sufficient composure to taste it.
When he did so eventually the amount he ate was enough commendation of
its quality to satisfy the most egotistic baker.

Tom became the constant companion of Harry in the workshop, as he was a
lover of the mechanical arts. Ralph had the spirit of adventure, and was
the counterpart of George, who liked to investigate. These two became
the animated question marks of the party. On every subject they took a
leading part.

The second evening George bro