You are a gentleman." "I hope so." "Are you a Presbyterian ?" "No--Church of England." "I was sure of that.

I have seen Indians and Shakers, but I have never seen a Presbyterian." When the sun was low and the company ahead were stopping to make a camp for the night, the boy and girl dismounted.

She turned facing him and asked: "You didn't mean it when you said that I was good-looking--did you ?" The bashful youth had imagination and, like many lads of his time, a romantic temperament and the love of poetry.

There were many books in his father's home and the boy had lived his leisure in them.

He thought a moment and answered: "Yes, I think you are as beautiful as a young doe playing in the water-lilies." "And you look as if you believed yourself," said she.