“Yes, I rather agree with you in that; a life of luxury and ease is not the best for the development of a strong, manly, self-reliant character.”
“Then you will write and accept for me, will you, sir?”
“Yes.”
“How soon do I go to the academy, papa?”
“In September; and I have a plan for you in the mean time, with which you will be pleased, I think.
“I find I must pay a visit to some property that I own in the far West, and I want my son’s companionship on the trip, supposing he fancies taking it with me.”
The captain looked smilingly into the lad’s eyes as he spoke.
“Oh, papa, how delightful!” cried Max. “Will you really take me with you?”
“Such is certainly my intention, if nothing happens to prevent,” the captain replied, smiling to see how pleased the boy was with the prospect.
“Mamma Vi can hardly be going along on such a trip, I suppose?” Max said inquiringly.