THE VIRGINIA CAPITAL They were on a large schooner, and while Robert looked forward with eagerness to the campaign, he also looked back with regret at the roofs of New York, as they sank behind the sea.

The city suited him.

It had seemed to him while he was there that he belonged in it, and now that he was going away the feeling was stronger upon him than ever.

He resolved once more that it should be his home when the war was over.
Their voyage down the coast was stormy and long.

Baffling winds continually beat them back, and, then they lay for long periods in dead calms, but at last they reached the mouth of the James, going presently the short distance overland to Williamsburg, the town that had succeeded Jamestown as the capital of the great province of Virginia.
Spring was already coming here in the south and in the lowlands by the sea, and the tinge of green in the foliage and the warm winds were grateful after the winter of the cold north.