"What would you think of a trip up to Kingston—to view it as one of the scenes of Revolutionary occurrences?"
"Oh, I should like it very much!" she exclaimed with eager delight.
"Do you think of going there to-day, papa?"
"I have been thinking it would answer very well as a sequel to our Saturday's visit to Washington's old quarters at Newburgh. We will make the suggestion at the breakfast table, and see what the rest of our company think of it."
"Oh, I don't believe anyone will think of objecting. I shall be astonished if they do."
"But there are other places some may prefer visiting first, and it will be only polite and kind to let each one express his or her preference."
"And the majority decide, I suppose?"
"That is my idea," he said pleasantly.
"Your ideas are always kind ones, father dear," she responded with a loving look up into his eyes.
"Though occasionally not altogether agreeable to my eldest daughter, eh?" he returned with a smile, and playfully patting the hand which he held.
"Ah, papa, I do not often object by word or look to your decisions nowadays, do I?" she said half-imploringly.