them had anything
the least like the _Rover_.

"We'll call it a pirate ship, Wat," cried Harry excitedly, "and it will
be grand to see it chasing the little boats all about. What a splendid
thing the sea is! I wish we could stay always beside it."

Walter agreed to all Harry said.

"Yes," he said, "that will be the very thing. The _Rover_ is the very
name for a pirate ship, you know. Let's be up in good time on Monday
morning, Harry, and be down here for a first venture by ourselves, in
case it doesn't work right just at the very first, you know, and people
might laugh."

So the two boys chatted and planned while Mr. and Mrs. Leslie and the
rest sallied on in front. But Harry was not sorry when his mother gave
the order for everybody to go home and get to bed, so as to have a good
wash--it being Saturday night--and a good sound sleep before Sunday; for
Mrs. Leslie was a good mother, and loved to teach her children to observe
the Lord's day rightly, and to enjoy it in a way worthy of its sacred
rest. The Leslies all liked going with their parents to church. It was
never thought a weariness or a punishment even by the youngest. They
could not, of course, understand all that was said and done there, but
they learned to sit quietly and reverently while their elders listened,
which was in itself a valuable training for after life; and there were
many portions of the service which they could appreciate for themselves.
Mr. Leslie always liked them to say over the text and the psalms and
hymns they had heard, and this was looked forward to by the youngsters as
quite a pleasant exercise.

But we must go on with the story.

"What are you thinking about, Harry?" said his mother as she bustled
about, getting Bobby and Frank, Lucy and Janey, washed and dried and put
to bed in the tiny nursery at Briery Cottage, which indeed was very
different from the one they had left at Rosehampton, though, with the
usual happy taste of children, Lucy and Janey thought their narrow cribs
ever so much nicer than the home ones; while Bobby and Frank considered
the two skylights here infinitely preferable to the large bow-window they
were accustomed to.

Harry was sitting in a contemplative manner upon a trunk on the landing
below, Walter having preceded him upstairs.

"Run after Walter and see that you two boys have a good scrub. The bath
is ready for you; and see you don't hang about after it to catch cold,
but get into Blanket B