baron borrowed a dollar, handed it to the negro, hailed a
sloop, and put him on board. 'God Almighty bless you, baron!' said the
negro as Steuben walked away. Many such stories could be told of the
kind-hearted baron."

"What a shame that Congress did not keep the promise it made him when
he first came over here!" exclaimed Lucilla.

"Yes; it was a great shame," acknowledged her father; "however, after
seven years of delay they allowed him a pension of $2400. Then he
retired to his land; he had a whole township near Utica, N. Y. He
cleared sixty acres of that, built a loghouse upon it, and made his
home there for the rest of his life; though he went to New York every
winter. On the 22d of November, 1795, he was making preparation for
that yearly visit, when he was stricken with paralysis. Three days
afterward he died. In accordance with directions which he had given,
he was buried near his house, with his military cloak around him and
the star of honor that he always wore on his breast."

"Ah, the dear, good man! I hope he is reaping a great reward in the
other world," said Sydney.

"A wish which I think we can all echo from our hearts," responded
Grandma Elsie.

CHAPTER VI.

"We have had a nice day--a very nice one, I think," remarked Elsie
Raymond, as they sat on the deck of the _Dolphin_ pursuing their
homeward way.

"Where are you going to take us to-morrow, papa?"

"That is a question for the majority of the older people to decide,"
replied the captain, softly stroking her curls--for she was seated
upon his knee--and smiling down affectionately into her eyes.

"That means grandma and mamma, and uncle and aunt, I suppose," said
the little girl, looking round inquiringly upon them. "Please, dear,
good folks, won't you all say what you want?"

"I think we would all be satisfied to go to any one of the many
interesting spots on the banks of this beautiful river," replied
Grandma Elsie.

"As I do," said Mrs. Leland, "but, since a choice has to be made, I
propose that--if no one prefers any other place--we go to West Point
to-morrow."

That motion was put to vote, and the decision given in its favor was
unanimous.

"Thinking of going there reminds me of Arnold and his treachery,"
remarked Lucilla. "Can't we go and see the Robinson House, on the
other side of the river, papa?"

"I don't know that visitors are admitted to the mansion now, but we
can drive past and vi