And I must not fail to mention we enjoy your kind attention,
And the favors you have shown to us have filled us with delight,
And to-morrow we will play for you and sing our songs so gay for you,
But now you will excuse us if we say—good—night."
Bosephus and Horatio were both offered staterooms on the upper deck, but Horatio preferred to sleep outside, and the little boy said he would sleep there also. Horatio sat up for some moments after Bo had stretched himself to rest, looking at the dark wooded banks and the starlight on the water behind them.
"Bo," he said, at last, "we are going to see the world now, sure enough."
"Yes, Ratio," was the sleepy answer.
"Bo, do you suppose our camp fire is still burning back yonder?"
No answer.