a change our new plan

ded to our ears like the fluttering of the blue-peter at the masthead of our voyage. Strange heart of man! A day back we were in tears at the thought of going. Now we a

There were friends at Elim to bid adieu, and also there were maps t

ld do next!" Had we announced an air-ship voyage to the moon, they would have regarded us as comparatively reasonable, but to walk-to walk-some four or five hundred miles in America, of all countries, a country of palace cars a

face did not light up at the thought of a walking tour, and in her heart long to don Rosalind clothes and set forth in search of adven

ad was full of pictures of romantic European travel. "Think what one could do

nd down the map from point to point. "Look at funny little England!" she said. "Why, you will practically be walking from one

ance. Why, see again-y

ink of it! walking thro

Italy-see! you will be

rence, Rome, N

to Berlin; from Brussels to Copenhagen; you could walk from Munich to Budapest; you could walk right across Turkey, from Constantinople to the Adriatic Sea. And Greece-se

ic sound of the words: "Constantinople to the Adr

ugh for her, clearly intimating that a certain lack of patriotism, even a certain immorality, attached to the admiration of foreign countries. She also told us somewhat severe

wed our heads in sile

who had got us into thi

t you just love, dea

ack to

the traveller found in a place exactly what he brought there, and

to the face of Nature," foot

lly is a better thing than to arrive," and still

rewell to our friends, and walked back to our camp under the

psacks bulging in readiness for the road, Colin took his brushes, and in a few minutes had decora

a verse to put und

rneath he

f the Sun and

and Grass and

Summer days, th

ward track re

October

hem outside for the squirrels; then, slinging our knapsacks, w

ss the pasture and through th

at the well-loved landscape. The

!" crie

swered. "Allon