the more
we see of the beautiful, the better we are fitted to appreciate it in
the wonderful variety of its numberless forms."

He slowly descended the hill, but in a different direction. This brought
him to the road that connected the village with North Rossville, two
miles distant.

Coming from a different direction, a boy reached the stile about the
same time with himself, and both clambered over together.

"It is a beautiful morning," said the young man courteously.

"Yes, sir," was the respectful answer. "Have you been up looking at the
view?"

"Yes--and to get an appetite for breakfast. And you?"

Frank Frost--for it was he--laughed. "Oh, I am here on quite a different
errand," he said. "I used to come here earlier in the season to drive
the cows to pasture. I come this morning to carry some milk to a
neighbor who takes it of us. She usually sends for it, but her son is
just now sick with the measles."

"Yet I think you cannot fail to enjoy the pleasant morning, even if you
are here for other purposes."

"I do enjoy it very much," said Frank. "When I read of beautiful scenery
in other countries, I always wish that I could visit them, and see for
myself."

"Perhaps you will some day."

Frank smiled, and shook his head incredulously. "I am afraid there is
not much chance of it," he said.

"So I thought when I was of your age," returned Henry Morton.

"Then you have traveled?" said Frank, looking interested.

"Yes. I have visited most of the countries of Europe."

"Have you been in Rome?" inquired Frank.

"Yes. Are you interested in Rome?"

"Who could help it, sir? I should like to see the Capitol, and the Via
Sacra, and the Tarpeian Rock, and the Forum--and, in fact, Rome must be
full of objects of interest. Who knows but I might tread where Cicero,
and Virgil, and Caesar had trodden before me?"

Henry Morton looked at the boy who stood beside him with increased
interest. "I see you are quite a scholar," he said. "Where did you learn
about all these men and places?"

"I have partly prepared for college," answered Frank; "but my father
went to the war some weeks since, and I am staying at home to take
charge of the farm, and supply his place as well as I can."

"It must have been quite a sacrifice to you to give up your studies?"
said his companion.

"Yes, sir, it was a great sacrifice; but we must all of us sacrifice
something in these times. Even the boys can do something for their
count