e station and stopped. The Major heard men's
voices singing finely, and he learned that many persons, who were
already seated in the cars, were emigrating to America. He saw mothers
weeping, fathers beckoning, and while the locomotive was puffing at the
station, many village youths stood on the platform together, in a
group, and sang farewell songs to their departing comrades. They sang
with voices full of emotion, but they kept good time.

"It will rejoice Fraeulein Milch when I relate this to her," thought the
Major, and he mingled among those who remained behind, giving them
words of consolation; he went to the emigrants and exhorted them to
continue good Germans in America. In the midst of his weeping, an old
man cried:--

"What are you waiting for? make it go ahead!"

The rest scolded the man for his rudeness, but the Major said,--

"Don't take it ill of him, he cannot do differently, he is too
miserable." The old man nodded to the Major, and all the rest looked at
him in surprise.

In the mean while, the train arrived which was to carry those going on
the branch road.

"Herr Major! Herr Major!" shrieked the employes of the road from
various quarters. They had great difficulty in bringing the Major over
to the other side of the train.

"One might almost envy you, you are such a child; you allow yourself to
be distracted by every occurrence on the way, and to be drawn, away
from your destination like a child."

"Yes, yes," laughed the Major--he had recovered his broad
laugh--"Fraeulein Milch often tells me that."

He told Sonnenkamp of the affecting parting of the emigrants and their
friends, but Sonnenkamp seemed to have no interest in it. Even when the
Major said that the Freemasons had taken all pains to block the game of
the kidnappers who cheated the emigrants, even then, Herr Sonnenkamp
remained speechless. The Major sat by him in silence.

They reached the university-town. No one was there to receive them, and
Sonnenkamp was very indignant.

The family of the professor's wife were at breakfast. Roland drank his
coffee out of the cup which had Hermann's name upon it, and Eric said
that they must be at the station in an hour, since Herr Sonnenkamp
would probably come by the express train: it was not to be supposed
that he would come by the accommodation train, which had no connection
with the West. Just as Eric was saying this, there was a knock; the
Major walked in first, and after him, Sonnenkam