Come, John." The boy put on his jacket and went away with Rivers, who asked presently what was this about.

"Mr.Rivers, soon after I came that fellow was rough to Leila; I hit him, and he beat me like--like a dog." "And you let all these suns go down upon your wrath ?" "There wasn't any wrath, sir.

He wouldn't apologize to Leila; he wouldn't do it." "Oh! indeed." "Then he said something to-day about Uncle Jim." "Anything else ?" "Yes, he made it pretty clear that he thought me a liar." "Well, but you knew you were not." "Yes, sir, but he didn't appear to know." "Do you think you convinced him ?" "No, sir, but I feel better." "Ah! is that so?
Morally better, John ?" and he laughed as he bade him good-bye.
The lad who left him was tired, but entirely satisfied with John Penhallow.

He went to the stable and had a technical talk with the English groom, who deeply regretted not to have seen the fight.
There being no riding or swimming to fill the time, he took a net, some tackle and a bucket, and went down to the river and netted a "hellbender." He put him in a bucket of water and carried him to the stable, where he was visited by Leila and Rivers, and later departed this life, much lamented.

In the afternoon, being in a happy mood, John easily persuaded Leila to abandon her ride, and walk with him.
When they sat down beside the Indian graves, to his surprise she suddenly shifted the talk and said, "John, who would you vote for?
I asked Aunt Ann, and she said, 'Buchanan, of course'; and when I asked Uncle Jim, he said, 'Fremont'; but I want to understand.