unt Emily, and mother too, had forgotten to take into account the
captain's deficiency of a sense of the fitness of things,--at least, of
matters appertaining to a city-life.

He and Daisy rambled contentedly up and down the block, from one corner
to another, for some time, she prattling away to him, and enlightening
his ignorance so far as she was able, until, at last, they
unfortunately touched upon Jim's affairs.

"Let's go round an' buy some peanuts outer Jim's stand," said the
captain. "'Tain't far, ye know."

"No," answered obedient Daisy, "not far; but mamma said we mustn't go
way from sight of our house, fear we would be lost, and we'd be way
from sight of it if we went to Jim's peanut-stand. But, Captain Yorke,
Matty is cross wif Allie and me, 'cause she finks we're proud 'cause we
don't sell peanuts; and Douglas says I ought to sell peanuts, so she'll
know I'm not proud. Do you fink we could sell a few peanuts now? I know
where Jim keeps 'em."

"Wal, I reckon ye kin sell peanuts, my pretty, if ye have 'em to sell,"
answered the old man, seeing no reason why Daisy should not have her
own way, and perhaps scenting a little diversion for himself in the
project; "but if ye can't go round to t'other street, how are ye goin'
to get 'em?"

"Oh, Jim keeps 'em--his bags of peanuts--out in a pantry under our
back-stoop," said Daisy; "and ev'y morning Tony comes for some to sell.
We'll go in, and ask some of the servants to give us some, and then
we'll sell 'em."

If "some of the servants" had been found, this unprecedented plan would
have met with due interference; but it so happened, that they were all
scattered at their various avocations in different parts of the house,
and none were in the kitchen save old Mary Jane, to whom Daisy knew
better than to appeal on behalf of any interests of Jim's. She was busy
grinding coffee; and the noise of the mill prevented her from hearing
the footsteps of the invaders of her domain, who passed through the
basement-hall, and out of the back-door, where, although they found no
one to help them, Daisy, to her great delight, discovered the key of
the closet in the lock. To open the door, bid the captain take down an
empty basket, which hung on a hook, and to fill this with peanuts from
an open bag, was but the work of a few moments; the captain's huge
hands scooping up the nuts in quantities, and soon accomplishing the
task. Then, arming themselves with a tin cup, which they a