said her brother. She could detect nothing peculiar in look or word, though Winnie"s eyes did their best.
"But somehow I don"t feel as if you had," she went on to say.
"Where is your faith?" -- he said quietly, as he made a note in the margin of the paper he was reading. Winnie could make nothing of him.
"Governor, when shall we go?"
"Hildebrand moves his sloop off to-morrow afternoon."
"And shall we go to-morrow?"
"If you don"t object."
Winnie left the floor, clapping her hands together, and went back to her couch to think over at large the various preparations which she must make. Which pleasant business held her all the evening.
They were not large preparations, however; longer to think of than to do; especially as Winthrop took upon himself the most of what was done. One or two nick-nackeries of preparation, in the shape of a new basket, a new book, and a new shawl, seemed delightful to Winnie; though she did not immediately see what she might want of the latter in August.
"We shall find it cooler when we get under the shadow of Wut- a-qut-o, Winnie," said her brother; and Winnie was only too glad of a pretext to take the pretty warm wrapper of grey and blue worsted along.
She did not want it when they set out, the next afternoon. It was very warm in the streets, very warm on the quays; and even when the sloop pushed her way slowly out and left the quays at her back, there was little air stirring and the August sun beat down steadily on river and sh.o.r.e.
"This don"t look much like gettin" up to Cowslip"s Mill _this_ night," said the skipper. "Ain"t it powerful!"
"The wind is coming off from the South," said Winthrop.
"Yes, I felt some little puffs on my cheek," said Winnie.
"Glad to hear it," said the sloop master, a tall, bony, ill- set-together specimen of a sh.o.r.e and water man; -- "there ain"t enough now to send an egg-sh.e.l.l along, and I"d like to shew you a good run, Mr. Landholm, since you"re goin" along with me. She looks smart, don"t she?"
"If she"ll only work as well," said Winthrop. "Hild", you haven"t got much cargo aboard."
"Only as much as"ll keep her steady," answered the skipper.
""Seems to me n.o.body ain"t a wantin" nothin" up our ways. I guess you"re the heaviest article on board, Winthrop; -- she never carried a lawyer before."
"Are lawyers heavy articles?" said Winnie laughing.
""Cordin" to what I"ve heern, I should say they be; ain"t they, squire? -- considerable, -- especially when they get on folks"s hands. I hope you"re a better sort, Winthrop, -- or ain"t there much choice in "em?"
"You shall try me when you get into trouble," said Winthrop.
"Is this Mr. Cowslip"s old sloop?" said Winnie.
"She don"t look old, does she?" inquired Mr. Hildebrand.
"But I mean, is it the same he used to have? -- No, she looks very handsome indeed."
"She"s the old one though," said the skipper, "the same old Julia Ann. What"s the use o" askin" ladies" ages? -- she"s just as good as when she was young; and better dressed. I"ve had the cabin fixed up for you, Mr. Landholm, -- I guess it"ll be pretty comfortable in there."
"It"s a great deal pleasanter here," said Winnie. "There comes the wind! -- that was a puff! --"
"Well we"re ready for it," said the skipper.
And stronger puffs came after, and soon a steady fair southerly breeze set up the river and sent the Julia Ann on before it. Straight up the river their course lay, without veering a point for miles. The sun was lowering towards the horizon and the heat was lessening momently, even without the south breeze which bade it be forgotten; and the blue waters of the river, so sluggish a little while ago, were briskly curling and rippling, and heading like themselves for Wut-a- qut-o.
Winnie sat still and silent in the shadow of the huge sail.
Winthrop was standing close beside her, talking with the skipper; but he knew that his little sister had hold of his hand and had laid her unbonneted head against his arm; and when the skipper left him he stooped down to her.
"What do you think of it, Winnie?"
"O Winthrop! -- how delicious! -- Aren"t you glad it is such beautiful world?"
"What are you thinking of in particular?"
"O everything. It isn"t down here like Wut-a-qut-o, but everything is so delicious -- the water and the sh.o.r.e and the sunshine and the wind! --"
"Poor Winnie," said her brother stroking her hair, -- "you haven"t seen it in a good while."
She looked up at him, a glance which touchingly told him that where he was she wanted nothing; and then turned her eyes again towards the river.
"I was thinking, Governor, that maybe I shall never go up here again."
"Well Winnie? --"
"I am very glad I can go this time. I am so much obliged to you for bringing me."
"Obliged to me, Winnie!"
He had placed himself behind his little sister, with one hand holding her lightly by each shoulder; and calm as his tone was, perhaps there came a sudden thought of words that he knew very well --
"There fairer flowers than Eden"s bloom, "Nor sin nor sorrow know; "Blest seats! through rude and stormy seas "I onward press to you." --
For he was silent, though his face wore no more than its ordinary gravity.
"Governor," said Winnie half turning her head round to him, "I wish these people were not all round here within hearing, so that we could sing. -- I feel just like it."
"By and by, Winnie, I dare say we can."
"How soon do you think we shall get to Wut-a-qut-o."
"Before morning, if the wind holds."
The wind held fair and rather strengthened than lost, as the evening went on. Under fine headway the Julia Ann swept up the river, past promontory and bay, nearing and nearing her goal.
Do her best, however, the Julia Ann could not bring them that night to any better sleeping advantages than her own little cabin afforded; and for those Winthrop and Winnie were in no hurry to leave the deck. After the skipper"s hospitality had been doubtfully enjoyed at supper, and after they had refreshed themselves with seeing the sun set and watching the many-coloured clouds he left behind him, the moon rose in the other quarter and threw her "silver light" across the deck, just as duskiness was beginning to steal on. The duskiness went on and shrouded the hills and the distant reaches of the river in soft gloom; but on board the Julia Ann, on her white sails and deck floor where the brother and sister were sitting, and on a broad pathway of water between them and the moon, her silver light threw itself with brightening and broadening power. By and by Mr. Hildebrand"s two or three helpers disposed of themselves below deck, and n.o.body was left but Mr. Hildebrand himself at the helm.
"Now we can sing!" exclaimed Winnie, when one or two turns of her head had made her sure of this; and to Winthrop"s surprise she struck up the very words part of which had been in his own remembrance.