While she was talking, a knock was heard at the door and Mrs.Garfield, leaving her place at her son's bedside, rose and opened it.
"I am glad to see you, Mr.Bates," she said with a welcoming smile.
Samuel D.Bates was the teacher of the school near by, an earnest young man, of exemplary habits, who was looking to the ministry as his chosen vocation.
"And how is James to-day ?" asked the teacher, glancing toward the bed.
"So well that he is already beginning to make plans for the future," answered his mother.
"What are your plans, James ?" asked the young man.
"I should like best to go to sea," said James, "but mother doesn't approve of it." "She is wise," said Bates, promptly.

"You would find it a great disappointment." "But, it must be delightful to skim over the waters, and visit countries far away," said the boy, his cheeks flushing, and his eyes glowing with enthusiasm.
"You think so now; but remember, you would be a poor, ignorant sailor, and would have to stay by the ship instead of exploring the wonderful cities at which the ship touched.

Of course, you would have an occasional run on shore, but you could not shake off the degrading associations with which your life on shipboard would surround you." "Why should a sailor's life be degrading ?" asked James.
"It need not be necessarily, but as a matter of fact most sailors have low aims and are addicted to bad habits.

Better wait till you can go to sea as a passenger, and enjoy to the full the benefits of foreign travel." "There is something in that," said James, thoughtfully.

"If I could only be sure of going some day." "Wouldn't it be pleasant to go as a man of culture, as a college professor, as a minister, or as a lawyer, able to meet on equal terms foreign scholars and gentlemen ?" This was a new way of putting it, and produced a favorable impression on the boy's mind.