Must I go on with lessons this week, papa ?" "With your music and drawing; but that will be all, except that we will read history together for an hour every day.

I know a little regular employment will make the time pass much more quickly and pleasantly to you." Elsie could now talk of very little but her expected journey, and thought that time moved much more slowly than usual; yet when Monday evening came and she and her father walked over the grounds, taking leave of all her favorite haunts, everything was looking so lovely that she half regretted the necessity of leaving her beautiful home even for a few months.
They started very early in the morning, before the sun was up, travelling to the city in their own carriage, and then taking the cars.
They visited Baltimore and Washington, staying just long enough in each place to see all that was worth seeing; then went on to Philadelphia, where they expected to remain several weeks, as it was there Miss Rose resided.

Mr.Allison was a prosperous merchant, with a fine establishment in the city, and a very elegant country-seat a few miles out of it.
On reaching the city Elsie was in such haste to see her friend, that she entreated her father to go directly to Mr.Allison's, saying she was certain that Miss Rose would wish them to do so.
But Mr.Dinsmore would not consent.

"It would never do," he said, "to rush in upon our friends in that way, without giving them any warning; we might put them to great inconvenience." So John was sent for a carriage, and they drove to one of the first hotels in the city, where Mr.Dinsmore at once engaged rooms for himself, daughter, and servants.
"You are looking tired, my child," he said, as he led Elsie to her room and seated her upon a sofa; "and you are warm and dusty.

But mammy must give you a bath, and put on your loose wrapper, and I will have your supper brought up here, and then you must go early to bed, and I hope you will feel quite bright again in the morning." "Yes, papa, I hope so; and then you will take me to see Miss Rose, won't you ?" she asked coaxingly.
"I will send them our cards to-night, my dear, since you feel in such haste," he replied in a pleasant tone, "and probably Miss Rose will be here in the morning if she is well, and cares to see us." John and the porter were bringing up the trunks.