“Harry said,
“‘I am hungry too. We will go home, and get our breakfast.’
“But this was not easily done. They turned back; but they did not take the right street to lead them home. Every step took them further off. So on they went, hand in hand, like the babes in the wood, until they both grew still more hungry and faint. They sat down upon some steps to rest, and then got up, and wandered on.
“After awhile they found that they were near a river, and they saw a boat lying by the wharf.
“Harry said,
“‘Ann, I think that boat will take us to grandpapa’s. We always sail on the river when we go to see him. Let us step into it; and when we get to Newark grandmamma will give us some breakfast.’
“The tears were running fast down poor little Ann’s purple cheeks; for she was not only hungry, but tired and sorry.
“She said,
“‘But won’t mamma be angry? O, I want to see mamma!’
“Then Harry was very naughty. He shook his little sister, and pulled her, to make her step upon the boat. She drew back, and Harry slipped, and fell between the wharf and the boat into the water. Ann was dreadfully frightened, and screamed. She thought her brother would be drowned.”