Lena did not really know that she did not like it. She did not know
that she was always dreamy and not there. She did not think whether it
would be different for her away off there in Bridgepoint. Mrs. Haydon
took her and got her different kinds of dresses, and then took her
with them to the steamer. Lena did not really know what it was that
had happened to her.

Mrs. Haydon, and her daughters, and Lena traveled second class on the
steamer. Mrs. Haydon's daughters hated that their mother should take
Lena. They hated to have a cousin, who was to them, little better than
a nigger, and then everybody on the steamer there would see her. Mrs.
Haydon's daughters said things like this to their mother, but she
never stopped to hear them, and the girls did not dare to make their
meaning very clear. And so they could only go on hating Lena hard,
together. They could not stop her from going back with them to
Bridgepoint.

Lena was very sick on the voyage. She thought, surely before it was
over that she would die. She was so sick she could not even wish that
she had not started. She could not eat, she could not moan, she was
just blank and scared, and sure that every minute she would die. She
could not hold herself in, nor help herself in her trouble. She just
staid where she had been put, pale, and scared, and weak, and sick,
and sure that she was going to die.

Mathilda and Bertha Haydon had no trouble from having Lena for a
cousin on the voyage, until the last day that they were on the ship,
and by that time they had made their friends and could explain.

Mrs. Haydon went down every day to Lena, gave her things to make her
better, held her head when it was needful, and generally was good and
did her duty by her.

Poor Lena had no power to be strong in such trouble. She did not know
how to yield to her sickness nor endure. She lost all her little sense
of being in her suffering. She was so scared, and then at her best,
Lena, who was patient, sweet and quiet, had not self-control, nor any
active courage.

Poor Lena was so scared and weak, and every minute she was sure that
she would die.

After Lena was on land again a little while, she forgot all her bad
suffering. Mrs. Haydon got her the good place, with the pleasant
unexacting mistress, and her children, and Lena began to learn some
English and soon was very happy and content.

All her Sundays out Lena spent at Mrs. Haydon's house. Lena would have
liked much bett