Don't put 'em in here, sir!" Elizabeth exclaimed; -- "let them go in the other boat -- your boat -- you said you had a boat -- it's at home now, isn't it ?" "Sartain," said Mr.Cowslip, "it's to hum, so it can start off again as soon as you like.

My boy Hild can fetch up the things for you -- if you think it's worth while to have it cost you a dollar." "I don't care what it costs," said Elizabeth.

"Send 'em up right away, and I'll pay for it." So Winthrop dropped into his place again, and lightly and swiftly as before the boat went on her way back towards the blue smoke that curled up over Shahweetah; and Elizabeth's eyes again roved silently and enjoyingly from one thing to another.

But they returned oftener to the oars, and rested there, and at last when they were about half way home, she said, "I want to learn how to manage an oar -- will you let me take one and try ?" Winthrop helped her to change her seat and put an oar into her hand, and gave her directions.

The first attempts took effect upon nothing but Asahel's face, which gave witness to his amusement; and perhaps Winthrop's dress, which was largely splashed in the course of a few minutes.