Just at dark we crossed a clear stream.

"That," said my husband, "is, I think, two miles from Bellefontaine.

Cheer up--we shall soon be there." Quite encouraged, we pursued our way more cheerfully.
Mile after mile we passed, but still no light gleamed friendly through the trees.
"We have certainly travelled more than six miles now," said I.
"Yes--that could not have been the two-mile creek." It was eight o'clock when we reached Bellefontaine.

We were ushered into a large room made cheerful by a huge blazing fire.

Mr.Wing and Dr.
Philleo had arrived before us, and there were other travellers, on their way from the Mississippi.