Comfortable buildings they were, but built evidently rather for use than show.

The architect had not yet come to the assistance of the village carpenter.
Seen in the cheering light of the rising sun, Henry Morton could not help feeling that a beautiful picture was spread out before him.
"After all," he said thoughtfully, "we needn't go abroad for beauty, when we can find so much of it at our own doors.

Yet, perhaps the more we see of the beautiful, the better we are fitted to appreciate it in the wonderful variety of its numberless forms." He slowly descended the hill, but in a different direction.

This brought him to the road that connected the village with North Rossville, two miles distant.
Coming from a different direction, a boy reached the stile about the same time with himself, and both clambered over together.
"It is a beautiful morning," said the young man courteously.
"Yes, sir," was the respectful answer.

"Have you been up looking at the view ?" "Yes--and to get an appetite for breakfast.