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DODD, MEAD & COMPANY.
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For information in regard to the events of our two wars with England, the author is largely indebted to Lossing's historical works—The Field Books of the Revolution and of the War of 1812.
Crag Cottage was almost overflowingly full the first night after thearrival of its young mistress and her friends, but with a littlecontrivance all were comfortably accommodated. Most of them, wearywith their journey, slept rather late in the morning, but CaptainRaymond and his eldest daughter were as usual out of doors—out in thegrounds—early enough to enjoy the beautiful sight of the rising ofthe sun over the eastern mountains. They met upon the front porch justin time to walk down together to Evelyn's favorite summer house on theedge of the cliff, before the king of day showed his bright facepeeping above those eastern heights.
"Oh, what a lovely sight!" exclaimed Lucilla. "I am so glad, papa,that we are out in time to see it."
"Yes," he said, "it is worth the giving up of an extra hour of sleep.Especially as we can take that during the day if we feel the need ofit. I would never have you do without needed sleep, daughter. There isnothing gained by it in the end."
"No, papa, but I think I do not need so much as do someothers,—Gracie, for instance,—and I do so enjoy these early walksand talks with you—the dearest father that ever any girl had, I amsure," she added, giving him a look of ardent affection.
"Ah, but you must remember there are some fathers you haven't tried,"he returned with a slight laugh of amusement, but accompanied by afond pressure of the pretty white hand she had slipped into his.
"Yet I am just as sure as if I had tried them all, father," shelaughed. "There may perhaps be some few nearly as good, but I knowthey can't be any better. Oh, see! yonder is a yacht coming up theriver. I wish it was ours."
"Possibly it may be. Look again," her father said.
"Oh, is it, papa?" she asked eagerly. "Did you order it brought here?"
"I did; and thought it might arrive some time to-day."
"And it is—it is the Dolphin! I'm so glad! How nice in you