"I shall fall behind my class," said Robert.
"You are young yet, and there is no hurry. For the present I have another plan in view for you."
"What is it, Mr. Morton?"
"Come here a minute. I want you to look at some views I have here."
In some surprise the boy came to his side; for the remark seemed to have no connection with the plan his guardian had referred to just now.
Mr. Morton drew from a drawer in his desk a collection of views of Niagara Falls, and spread them before his ward.
"Have you ever visited Niagara, Robert?" he asked.
"No, sir."
"Here are some views of the cataract. It is a beautiful sight."
"Oh, yes, sir," said Robert; "I have heard a great deal of it, and I have often thought I should like to see it."