eckoning them to stop.

They waited till he came up, and he told them he wanted to give them
their orders for the day; and they were rules, he said, which ought to
be observed on all berrying expeditions, by children.

"_First_" said he, "always keep in sight of _me_. For this purpose,
watch me all the time, when we are stepping, and keep before, rather
than behind, when we are walking.

"_Second_. Take no unnecessary steps, but keep in the right path, and
walk slowly and steadily there, so as to save your strength. Otherwise
you will get tired out very soon.

"_Third_. Do not touch any flower or berry that you see, except
blueberries, without first showing them to one of us."

The children listened to these rules, and promised to obey them, and
then walked on. They tried to walk slowly and steadily, listening to
Jonas's story. They turned off, after a time, into a narrower and
steeper path, and ascended, stepping from stone to stone The trees and
bushes hung over their heads, making the walk shady and cool.

After slowly ascending in this way, for some time, they came out of the
woods into an opening of rocky ground, and patches of blue berry-bushes.
They saw, also, at some distance before them, three or four boys,
sitting upon a rock, with pails and baskets in their hands, talking and
laughing loud. They did not take much notice of them, but walked on
quietly. They were going on directly towards them, but Rollo's father
called them, and pointed for them to turn off to the right, round a
rocky precipice which was in that direction.

The children were turning accordingly, when they heard a shout from the
boys before them,--"Hallo,--come this way, and we will show you where
the blueberries are."

"Father," said Rollo, as he stopped and turned round to his father, "the
boys say they will show us the blueberries, out that way: shall we go
and see?"

"No," said his father in a low voice, so that the boys did not hear.
"No: go the way I told you."

They went along, and presently got round the precipice out of sight of
I he boys again. They walked slowly until their parents overtook them.

"Father," said Rollo, "why could you not let us go out with those boys?
They said they were thickest out there."

"Because," said he, "I presume they are not good boys, and I do not want
you to have any thing to do with them."

"But, father, they must be good boys, or they would not want to show us
the blueberries. If they w