The Young Emigrants; Madelaine Tube; The Boy and the Book; and Crystal Palace

to secure their happiness and prosperity. Still it is possible they would never have thought of seeking fortune in the wild back-woods of the United States, had it not be

rial. He therefore spared no pains to prevail on them to cross the Atlantic, and settle on some small farm in one of the western States. He promised his help until they felt able to do without him, if they would only come. After some hesitation and deliberation, Mr. Lee determined to follow John's advice. He therefore gave up his situation as foreman in a large furnitur

y, consequently, as possible, in New York; and by railways, canal-boat, and steamer, in about a week arrived at the beautiful city of Cincinnati. As the vessel neared the w

him, waving his hat, and quite red with the excitemen

t his sister in his arms, kissing her most heartily; and when he at last

re. Kiss me, dear! Ah! Master Georgy, that's you, I know, though you did wear petticoats when I last saw you! Is that the young o

their arrival, "I never saw so many pigs running about a town before. I wonder the

creatures, as you call them, are our scavengers while alive, and our food, candles, brus

d by the fun, and encouraged by his uncle's good-natured looks, that letting go his hand, he rushed after a broad-backed old hog, which, loudly grunting, permitted himself to be chased some short distance, and then, just as George tho

ole affair, "or you would know that old fellow never lets a boy get o

k, and was very glad to get home to his mother again, and have his

., a plough, spades and hoes, a churn, etc., were the principal items of their purchases; and to convey these, and the boxes they had brought from England, it was necessary to hire one of the long, covered wagons of the country. Uncle John had already bought, at a great bargain, a pair of fine oxen, and a strong

desirous to learn the art of ox-driving, of which they were to have so much by-and-by. The journey was long and wearisome; and it was not until the evening of the fifth day after leaving Cincinnati, that they arrived at Painted Posts-a village about twenty miles distant from their destination. From this place the road became almost impassible, and the toil of travelling very disheartening. They were frequently obliged

said she to her mother.

ere there's no sartain road, we're obliged to mark the trees as we go, if we want to come back the same way. Now

vel after dark, they camped for the night near a spring on the road side. A good fire was kindled at the foot of a large tree, the kettle slung over it by the help of three crossed sticks; and while Mrs. Lee and Annie go

ny to-night," said he. "It's going

ried Tom; "that does

e," answered the wagoner. "You British don'

swelled to twice its former bulk, and looked and smelt very good. With the addition of a little butter and salt, it made such a "mess of hominy," as Mr.

ival on the morrow at their future home. They all talked of it, wondering where they should build their house-by the river (for Uncle John had told them there

ons! a whole hill covered with them, all in blossom! And did you see the yellow butterflies? Mother and I first notic

kens. There are plenty of hawks about here. I saw one this afternoon pounce down on a sq

m! was

ed away as if not

emarked Uncle John; "you'll find it very n

quirrels before October of my own shooting! I inte

ect. I, too, must endeavor to become somewhat expert, for in this wild country, where bears a

e, "but of snakes, I must confess I am very muc

em; and as for the rattlesnake, why, as folks call the lion the king of beasts, I say the rattlesnake is king of creepin

id of them-they are more afraid of us, and besides are wonderfully easy to kill; a blow with

ery best thing you can do is to take a live chicken, split it

akes," cried Tom, laughing, "it will be

jumble, Mr. Jones; but don't you think it is time to prepare our sle

r mattresses in the wagon, and the men having put together a kind of wigwam of branch

they beheld before them their own little possession! Some thirty acres of rich pasture-land, sloped gently to the margin of a broad stream, which flowed with a smooth and rapid current, and whose opposite shore gave a view of a lovely undulating country, bounded by distant mountains, robed in misty blue. The grand primeval forest nearly enc

oms until the house should be built. This was soon found, and in a couple of hours two good-sized ones were made; the walls were formed of interwoven branches, and the roofs of bark; th

chopping down trees for the principal building, and very hard work it was, especially to Tom, whose young arms and back ached sadly when he went to bed that night. By the end of a week of this toil, a good number of logs had been prepared, and Uncle John proposed that he and Tom should make their way to the settler's, about ten miles distant, and see if there were any men he could ask to help put up the house, as the raising of the great logs would prove a slow and laborious task to so few workmen as they now numbered. He was provided with a pocket-compass, a rifle, and a good map of the country, and there was no real danger to

med the boy, as he jumped from his horse, and

also dismounted, and came up with the cow; "Mr. Watson and his s

living some six years out here, and never had a house nearer than Painted Posts, a good thirty miles off. My wife says she hopes to be good friends with

she felt, very happy at this prospect of not being quite alone in the wilderness; "and as we s

aid Tom; "Mrs. Watson has such a number, and she says you shall ha

e provisions for the journey, and to Annie and Georgy'

ame him; he's got no nam

e, who had been chopping in the wood, now arriving, welcomed his frien

for me, or you don't deserve the blessings I see around you. My maxim, Mr