re part green and
part sear; at the edge of the shore below them a quantity of
reddish low shrubbery; the cornus, dark crimson and red brown,
with its white berries shewing underneath, and more
pepperidges in very bright red. One maple stood with its
leaves parti-coloured reddish and green -- another with
beautiful orange-coloured foliage. Ashes in superb very dark
purple; they were all changed. Then alders, oaks, and
chestnuts still green. A kaleidoscope view, on water and land,
as the little boat glided along sending rainbow ripples in
towards the shore.

In the bottom of the bay Winthrop brought the boat to land,
under a great red oak which stood in its fair dark green
beauty yet at the very edge of the water. Mountain Spring was
a little way off, hidden by an outsetting point of woods. As
the boat touched the tree-roots, Winthrop laid in the oars and
came and took a seat by the boat's mistress.

"Are you going to walk to Mountain Spring the rest of the
way?" she said.

"No."

"Will the stage-coach take you up here?"

"If it comes, it will. What are you going to do with yourself
now, till I see you again?"

"There's enough to do," said Elizabeth sighing. "I am going to
try to behave myself. How soon will the coach be here now?"

"I think, not until I have seen you about half way over the
bay on your way home."

"O you will not see me," said Elizabeth. "I am not going
before the coach does."

"Yes you are."

"What makes you think so?"

"Because it will not come till I have seen you at least, I
should judge, half across the bay."

"But I don't _want_ to go."

"You are so unaccustomed to doing things you don't want to do,
that it is good discipline for you."

"Do you mean that seriously?" said Elizabeth, looking a little
disturbed.

"I mean it half seriously," said he laughing, getting up to
push the boat to shore, which had swung a little off.

"But nobody likes, or wants, self-imposed discipline," said
Elizabeth.

"This isn't self-imposed -- I impose it," said he throwing the
rope round a branch of the tree. "I don't mean anything that
need make you look so," he added as he came back to his place.

Elizabeth looked up and her brow cleared.

"I dare say you are right," she said. "I will do just as you
please."

"Stop a minute," said he gently taking her hand -- "What do you
'dare say' I am right about?"

"This -- or anything," Elizabeth said, her eye wavering between
the water and the