Lucy said she liked milk better, so she filled her glass along with Chester's and the other "Mormons." She chatted freely with the young elder near her, learned that he was from Idaho, that he had been away six months, that he had not been home-sick, and that he was not married.

The elders were to hold street meetings that evening after supper.
"I should like to go with you," she said; but Chester, overhearing the conversation, told her that for various reasons, such a course would not be wise.
Afterwards, there was some singing in the office-parlor, then Chester went with the party to their hotel.
"I believe papa is being favorably impressed," said Lucy to Chester before they parted.

"I wish he could see as I do." "That would indeed be something to be thankful for," agreed Chester.
The following afternoon the continental party took the train to Harwich, then boat for the Hook of Holland, where they arrived next morning.

A short ride by rail brought them to Rotterdam.
Uncle Gilbert had seen the city before, but the quaint town interested the others for the first time.

"Everything is clean in Holland but the canals," some one has said.