e, uncle George, and Rollo, and Lucy, in the second,
and Jonas on Old Trumpeter behind.

They rode on for a mile or two, and then turned off of the main road
into the woods, and went on by a winding and beautiful road until they
came in sight of a range of mountains, one of which seemed very high and
near.

"Is that Benalgon?" said Rollo.

"I do not know," said his uncle; "I have never been to it before; but I
suppose Jonas can tell."

"I will call him," said Rollo. So he turned round, and kneeled up upon
the seat, so that he could look out behind the chaise, for the back
curtain was up. Lucy did the same, but Jonas was not to be seen. They
looked a little longer, and presently saw him coming along round a curve
in the road. They beckoned to him, and as he rode up, they saw he had a
bush in his hand. He came up to the side of the chaise, and handed it to
Rollo. It was a large blueberry-bush, covered with beautiful ripe blue
berries. Rollo took them, and admired them very much; and at first he
was going to divide them between Lucy and himself; but they concluded,
on the whole, to send them forward to his mother. Jonas told them the
mountain before them _was_ Benalgon, and rode on to carry the
blueberry-bush to the other chaise. Presently he came back, bringing it
with him, except a small sprig which Rollo's mother had taken off. The
rest she had sent back to the children.

"Well, Jonas," said uncle George, when he got back, "I do not see but
that Old Trumpeter is strong enough to carry you yet."

"O yes, sir," said Jonas, "he is strong enough to carry half a dozen
like me."

"O, uncle George," said Rollo, "let him carry me too with Jonas. I can
ride behind."

"Very well; if you want to ride with him a little while, you may, if
Jonas is willing."

Jonas was, and Rollo got out, and climbed up upon a stump, by the side
of the road. Jonas drove up to the stump, and Rollo clambered up behind
him, with a switch in his hand.

"Now, Jonas," said he, "whenever you want him to go any faster, you just
speak to me, and I will touch him up with my switch."

Jonas said he would, and they jogged along behind the chaise. Lucy
kneeled upon the cushion, and looked out behind, talking with Rollo.

DEVIATION.

They went on so very quietly for some time, until Jonas said there was a
turn in the road on before them, where there was a foot-path that led
across a ravine, by a nearer way than the chaise-road, and proposed th