So the day passed. Tom enjoyed it thoroughly. The river banks afforded a continuous panorama, while the frequent stops gave him an opportunity of observing the different towns in detail. Two or three times he went ashore, accompanied by Jennie, and remained till the steamer was ready to start.
Finally night came, and one by one the weary passengers retired to rest.
"Good night, Tom," said Jennie Watson. "Be up early in the morning."
"So as to get an appetite for breakfast?" asked Tom, with a smile.
"I think we shall both have appetites enough; but it will be pleasant to breathe the fresh morning air."
Tom promised to get up, if he wakened in time.
"If you don't mind, I will occupy the lower berth," said Mr. Waterbury. "I can't climb as well as you."
"All right, sir. It makes no difference to me."