CAPTAIN ICHABOD PUTS THE CASE In the river at Bridgetown lay the good brig King and Queen, just arrived from Jamaica.

On her deck was an impatient young gentleman, leaning over the rail and watching the approach of a boat, with two men rowing and a passenger in the stern.
This impatient young man was Dickory Charter, that morning arrived at Bridgetown and not yet having been on shore.

He came for the purpose of settling some business affairs, partly on account of Miss Kate Bonnet and partly for his mother.
As the boat came nearer, Dickory recognised one of the men who were rowing and hailed him.
"Heigho! Tom Hilyer," he cried, "I am right glad to see you on this river again.

I want a boat to go to my mother's house; know you of one at liberty ?" The man ceased rowing for a moment and then addressed the passenger in the stern, who, having heard what he had to say, nodded briefly.
"Well, well, Dick Charter!" cried out the man, "and have you come back as governor of the colony?
You look fine enough, anyway.

But if you want a boat to go to your mother's old home, you can have a seat in this one; we're going there, and our passenger does not object." "Pull up here," cried Dickory, and in a moment he had dropped into the bow of the boat, which then proceeded on its way.
The man in the stern was fairly young, handsome, sunburned, and well dressed in a suit of black.