"I will. Lester and he were always good friends, and Lester will be very much disappointed that they cannot enter college together this fall."
Mr. Le Bras and Mr. Farnsworth had now reached the corner, and bade each other good-morning, as they were going different ways.
Johnny and Felix had gone off on their bicycles after breakfast. They crossed the river on the long, open bridge, which commanded a fine view on both sides, and went up the river-road on the other side, until they came to a hill on the left. The plan had been to go on up the river to the manufacturing-town above, and visit the carpet-mill there; but when they came to the hill, Felix said,—
"Let's get off of this level road, and go up on that hill: I want to show you how to come down hill with your feet in rest."
"I don't believe I should like to try on such a steep hill as that."
"It isn't any thing at all: the hill is just right."
Felix immediately turned, and rode up the hill, which, although quite long, was not very steep. Johnny hesitated a moment, and then followed, saying,—
"If we linger on the way very much, we sha'n't be able to visit the mill and get home before dinner."
"Never mind: all we want is a good time. We can go to the mill some other time; and I don't much care how carpets are made, so they keep on making them all right."
Felix was considerably ahead; and when he reached the top of the hill, he called out,—