rolina. It will be
teamed into Boston. The Marblehead fishermen have just sent between
two and three hundred quintals of codfish. The committee has received
a letter from Mr. Gadsden of South Carolina, expressing the hope that
we never will pay a cent for the blasted tea. As evidence that South
Carolina is with us, he sent one hundred casks of rice, contributed by
his fellow-citizens, shipping it to Providence, to be hauled the rest
of the way by teams. The people of Baltimore loaded a vessel with
three thousand bushels of corn, twenty barrels of rye flour, and as
many of shipbread. Herds of cattle and flocks of sheep are driven in
every day. The town of Lebanon, Connecticut, sent three hundred and
seventy sheep; Norwich, two hundred and ninety; Groton, one hundred
sheep and twenty-six fat cattle. Two schooners have arrived at Salem,
bringing three thousand bushels of corn from Maryland. Another vessel
brought one thousand bushels from Virginia."

"These contributions," said Mr. Brandon, "show that the people of the
Colonies, or at least a large portion of them, sympathize with us in
our resistance to tyranny."

"You have not told me about Rachel; is she well?" Berinthia asked.

Robert informed her she was quite well, and hard at work as usual.

"I suppose she is spinning for herself, these days?" said Berinthia,
smiling.

"Yes, I dare say; she has been making sheets and pillow-cases since
Roger Stanley was in Rumford."

"She has written me about him, and thinks there is nobody else in the
world so good as he. I'm glad they are engaged. She is just the one
for him and he for her."

There was one person whom Robert wished to know about, who had been in
his thoughts through every step of his journey. How should he ask
about Miss Newville without revealing his interest in her? How
ascertain if she were well: if her heart was still her own?

"I suppose the arbitrary acts of Parliament may have brought about
estrangements between old-time friends," he said.

"Yes, former friendships are being broken. Many of my old
acquaintances do not speak to me."

"Is it so bad as that?"

"Yes, families are being divided. Fathers and mothers taking sides
with the king, sons and daughters standing resolutely for the rights
of the people. You remember that sweet girl, Lucy Flucker, whom you
met at Miss Newville's garden party?"

"Yes, a lovely lady."

"Her father is secretary of the Colony, and of course sides with the
kin