"And whoever will cook for him along the road?" It was Josephine who asked the question with a heavy sigh.
To make an end of this charming scene of Old Virginia faithfulness, I put my best leg out and departed with gymnastic sprightliness. An instant after I turned my head.
Charles and Josephine were fixed on the doorstep, following me with their regards, and I believed I saw a tear in the left eye of each. What fidelity! I smiled in a sort of indulgent and baronial manner, but I felt touched by their sensibility.
Come on! It is but a twenty-four hours' separation.
Go forth, then, as I remember saying long ago, without fear and with a manly heart, to meet the dim and shadowy Future.
EDWARD STRAHAN.
FROM PHILADELPHIA TO BALTIMORE.
