See that my trunk is packed, and everything in readiness.

You are to go with me, of course." "Yes, Massa, I'll 'tend to it," replied John, bowing, and retiring with a grin of satisfaction on his face.

"Berry glad," he chuckled to himself, as he hurried away to tell the news in the kitchen, "_berry_ glad dat young Massa's got tired ob dis dull ole place at last.

Wonder if little Miss Elsie gwine along." Elsie rose the next morning feeling very weak, and looking pale and sad: and not caring to avail herself of her father's permission to join the family, she took her breakfast in her own room, as usual.

She was on her way to the school-room soon afterwards, when, seeing her papa's man carrying out his trunk, she stopped and inquired in a tone of alarm-- "Why, John! is papa going away ?" "Yes, Miss Elsie; but ain't you gwine along?
I s'posed you was." "No, John," she answered faintly, leaning against the wall for support; "but where is papa going ?" "Up North, Miss Elsie; dunno no more 'bout it; better ask Massa Horace hisself," replied the servant, looking compassionately at her pale face, and eyes brimful of tears.
Mr.Dinsmore himself appeared at this moment, and Elsie, starting forward with clasped hands, and the tears running down her cheeks, looked piteously up into his face, exclaiming, "Oh, papa, dear are you going away, and without me ?" Without replying, he took her by the hand, and turning back into his room again, shut the door, sat down, and lifted her to his knee.