So Tom's long journey commenced.
Tom's plan was to go to St. Louis first. His father made some inquiries about the route, and recommended going to Pittsburg by cars, then to take the boat on the Ohio River for Cincinnati. This seemed to Tom to afford a pleasant variety, and he gladly accepted the suggestion.
As they were approaching Pittsburg, Tom occupied a whole seat on the left-hand side of the car. A brisk, plausible young man, of twenty-five, passing through the aisle, observed the vacant seat, and, pausing, inquired, "Is this seat engaged?"
"No, sir," answered Tom.
"Then, if you have no objection, I will occupy it."
"Certainly, sir."
The young man was nicely dressed. In his bosom sparkled a diamond pin, and he wore three or four rings on his fingers.
"He must be rich," thought Tom, who was of an observant turn.
"A pleasant day to travel," remarked the young man affably.
"Yes, it is," said Tom.