can't think how I wanted to tell father where you were, when he
spoke so well of you. He even said he hoped you would get off, and
that you must be in the woods around here somewhere. You will let me
tell him now--won't you, Harry?"

"I think not."

"Why not, Harry?"

"He may hope I will get off, and still not be willing to help me off."

Julia looked very much disappointed; for she had depended upon
surprising her father with the story of the snake, and the little
fugitive in the woods.

"He will be very good to you," pleaded she.

"I dare say he would; but he may think it his duty to send me back to
Redfield; and Squire Walker would certainly make me go to Jacob
Wire's."

"But you won't go yet."

"To-morrow, Julia."

"I'm afraid you will never get to Boston."

"O, yes, I shall. I don't think it is safe for me to stay here much
longer."

"Why not? Hardly any one ever goes through the woods here at this time
of year but myself."

"Didn't your mother want to know what you were going to do with the
dinner you brought me?"

"No, I went to the store room, and got it. She didn't see me; but I
don't like to do anything unknown to her."

"You mustn't do it again."

"You must have something to eat."

"You have brought enough to last me while I stop here. To-morrow
morning I must start; so I suppose I shall not see you again. But I
shall never forget you," said Harry looking as sad as he felt.

"No, you mustn't go off without any breakfast. Promise me you will not
go till I have brought you some."

Harry assured Julia he had enough, and tried to persuade her not to
bring him any more food; but Julia was resolute, and he was obliged to
promise. Having finished his dinner, she gathered up the remnants of
the feast and put them in the cabin for his supper. She was afraid to
remain any longer, lest she might be missed at home and Harry
gallantly escorted her beyond the brook on her return home.

He busied himself during the greater part of the afternoon in
gathering dry grass and dead leaves for the improvement of his bed in
the cabin. About an hour before sundown, he was surprised to receive
another visit from Julia Bryant. She had her little basket in one
hand, and in the other she carried a little package.

"I didn't expect to see you again," said Harry, as she approached.

"I don't know as you will like what I have done," she began timidly;
"but I did it for the best."

"I shall like anything you h