nkly. "It does seem stiff to call you
Mr. Barker."

"If you should be too late for the first train, I will wait, too,"
said Sam, answering what she had said before.

"Will you? I should like that; but won't it put you out?"

"Oh, no," said Sam, laughing; "there isn't any very important business
to call me early to Boston. I had just as lieve wait as not."

"But you won't have to. I am sure the gong will wake me up. But you'll
come to the door, and go into the cars with me."

"Oh, yes, I'll be on hand."

"Then, good-night, Sam. I hope you'll have a good sleep."

"I shall sleep like a top; I always do. Good-night, Julia."

So they parted.

"He seems to be a real nice boy, and very polite," thought Julia. "I
should feel very lonely without him."

"She's a tiptop girl," thought Sam. "I never saw one I liked so well
before."

Sam had never had a sister, and his acquaintance with girls had been
exceedingly limited. This was necessarily the case in the rough street
life he had led in New York. Julia was a new revelation to him. He was
quite too young to be in love, but he certainly liked Julia very much,
and thought how pleasant it would be to have such a sister.

"She says she's got a brother," thought Sam. "I wonder what sort of a
boy he is, and whether he will like me? I suppose I never shall see
him though, or Julia either, after we get to Boston."

This thought was rather disheartening, and made Sam feel sober. But
he brightened up at the thought that he should be in the same city,
and should, therefore, have some chance of meeting his pretty
traveling acquaintance.

The berth Sam was to occupy was on one side of the dining-room. The
tables were now cleared, and there was nothing to prevent his
retiring. He took off his shoes and his coat, and, without undressing
himself any further, got into the berth. It was not long before he was
asleep. He did not wake until morning, and then not voluntarily. On
opening his eyes he saw one of the attendants on the boat at his
bedside.

"You must sleep pretty sound," said the attendant.

"Did you wake me up?" asked Sam.

"Yes; but I had hard work to do it."

"Is it time to get up?"

"I should think it was. Didn't you hear the gong?"

"No."

"It sounded loud enough. Well, you'd better hurry, or you'll be too
late for the cars."

This roused Sam. He thought of Julia, and jumped out of the birth. He
quickly put on his coat and shoes, and went up two flights o