ich the
steamer "hands" were carrying up the gangway as rapidly as possible;
huge cases, burlap-covered bundles, barrels and boxes were being
lowered into the hold by means of a derrick; men were shouting,
children crying, horses champing, and in the midst of the confusion
loving last words were being spoken.

When papa joined the grown people in the saloon, Charlie, Selwyn, and
Ned made a tour of the steamer. Of course they were careful not to get
in the way of the busy sailors, but they found lots to see without
doing that. First, wraps and hand-satchels were deposited in their
state-rooms, which were directly opposite each other, and the
state-rooms thoroughly investigated, each boy climbing into the upper
berths "to see how it felt." Then they visited the kitchen, saw the
enormous tea and coffee pots, and the deep, round shining pans in which
the food was cooked. But they did not stay here long, as it was nearly
dinner time, and everybody was very busy. Next came the engine-room,
which completely fascinated them with its many wheels and rods and
bolts, all shining like new silver and gold.

From there they went on deck, clambered up little flights of steps as
steep as ladders and as slippery as glass; walked about the upper deck,
and managed to see a great deal in fifteen or twenty minutes. By the
time they returned to the gangway all the baggage and merchandise had
been taken on board. A man in a blue coat with brass buttons, and a
cap with a gilt band around it, called out in a loud voice, "All on
shore!" and then came last good-byes. Smiles and laughter vanished,
tears and sobs took their places. "Good-bye!" "God bless you!" "Bon
voyage!" "Don't forget to write!" was heard on every side. Mamma and
sister Agatha shed a few tears; even papa was seen to take off his
glasses several times to wipe the moisture which would collect on them.

Of course, Charlie, Selwyn, and Ned wouldn't cry, that was "too
babyish;" but they had to wink very hard at one time to avert such a
disgrace, and just at the last, when no one was looking, they threw
dignity to the winds, and heartily kissed each other good-bye.

"Write just as soon as you get over," cried Ned, as he ran down the
gangway.

"We will, indeed we will!" the boys answered, eagerly. Then the
gangway was drawn on board, the engine began to move, and the big ship
steamed away from the pier in fine style, with flags flying and
handkerchiefs fluttering.