This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated.1872 Excerpt: ... IX. IT was long after sunset when they reached M. Paul had been asleep for an hour or more, and he was so tired, he only woke up for a minute, to ask, "Wliere are we?" as his father carried him into the tavern, where they were to spend the night. "Ther 'aint a crack nor a corner for ye," said the landlord, in reply to Enoch's request for a room. And he added, "It's 'lection time, and every place is full. That 'er settee, over yonder, is the best fixin we can give ye." "It will do," said Enoch, who did not much care, so long as there was a place for Paul to rest. Gently he laid the sleeping boy down, covering him up tenderly as a woman could have done, with the home-spun blanket the landlord brought; for, though the day had been so warm, the summer night was chilly. Enoch drew his chair close to Paul's side. He felt tired, and faint; and yet, had no wish to join the group of men gathered around the long table at the end of the room. All day he had struggled to keep back the great home-sickness, the great longing in his heart for Faith--just one glimpse of Faith, his little Snow-flake--one touch of her hand, one whisper of her dear voice; and at night-fall it came over him and would not be quieted. Like a rushing torrent, in early spring, it seemed, dashing on its way, regardless of the upspringing flowers--the budding trees--it carried before it on swift tide, out to the broad shoreless ocean. And there Enoch sat, all through the long night, feeling alone with his grief, for he forgot, that dark night, the One who can change sorrow into joy was still near him. Not till the faint morning light was edging the horizon line with a pale silvery glow, did he fall into a restless sleep, which could have lasted not even a brief half hour, for it was still dark in th...