CHAPTER XXIV.
"The afternoon is so delightful," said Mr.Weston, "that we had better take our ride to the Congress burial ground.

Your time is short, young ladies; you cannot afford to lose any of it, if all your plans are to be carried out." The ladies gladly agreed to go, and were not long in their preparation.
Mark was a perfect prince of a driver.

When the ladies had occasion to go into the country, he entreated them to hire a carriage, but he was always ready to display his handsome equipage and horses in the city, especially on the Avenue.
He drove slowly this afternoon, and Mrs.Weston remembered, as she approached Harper's, that she had one or two purchases to make.

Fearing it might be late on their return, she proposed getting out for a few moments.
A stream of gayly-dressed people crowded the pavements.

The exquisite weather had drawn them out.