"Sit right down. It's all ready."
Presently, as I was eating, my uncle and Mrs. Canby joined me. They
were full of advice as to what to do and what to avoid, and I listened
to all they had to say attentively.
But all things must come to an end, and at length breakfast was over.
My Uncle Enos and Kate drove me to Newville, and waited till the train
rolled in.
"Good-by, Roger," said Kate. "Please, please, now do keep out of
trouble."
"I will, Kate," I returned, and kissed her. Then I shook hands with my
uncle.
"Keep a clear weather eye and a strong hand at the wheel, Roger, my
boy," he said, "and you'll make port all safe."
"I'll try, Uncle Enos."
A moment more and I was on the cars. Then with an "All aboard" the
conductor gave the signal, and the train moved off.
I passed into the car and took a vacant seat near the centre. I had
hardly sat down before a well-dressed stranger took the seat beside
me.
"Hot day," said he, after he had arranged his bag on the floor beside
my own.
"Yes, it is," I replied, "and dry, too."
"Meanest part of the country I've struck yet," he went on.
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