to the old tune of Greenville. There was still another:
"The Lord into His garden comes,
The spices yield their sweet perfume,
The lilies grow and thrive——"
Are there any new hymns now that bring heaven so near?
Mr. Hayne did not take cordially to the project. He could understand Ben's ambition, and looked to see him either a governor or a senator at middle life, but ministers were not likely to make fortunes. Chris told me his dreams, and not a few of them found lodgment in his mother's heart.
As for Norman, his lot in life seemed to be settled. Mr. Le Moyne was dependent upon him and loved him like a son. When Ben confessed his ambitions to his brother, Norman advised him to prepare for college and enter Harvard, as that had an excellent law school as well. He would send him two hundred dollars a year until he was through.
"Isn't that the loveliest and most generous thing in the world!" and the tears stood in Ben's eyes when he told me, beautiful brown eyes they were. "Norman's a solid brick. I think I can get through in five years, and this year to prepare. I should hate dreadfully to leave dear old Chicago and all of you. But I could come back in vacation if I thought it best."
"It's just splendid. And then Boston is—is so different, and has so much in it"—and I paused, for my ideas of Boston were extremely vague.
"And she wasn't so wonderful when she was only thirty years old. And now when you think of the canal that gives us the key to the Mississippi, the Sault Ste. Marie planned, the railroads that in a dozen years more will be an accomplished fact—why, we shall be the centre of everything."