"I will call upon you within two weeks."

 

Mrs. Rand was much surprised when Chester, coming home unexpectedly, announced his intentions.

 

"Do you want me to take you with me, mother?" asked Chester, with a smile.

 

"I am afraid I could not help you much. But you are not used to traveling. You may take the wrong cars."

 

Again Chester smiled.

 

"I have spent over a year in the city, mother," he said. "I have got along pretty well in the last twelve months, haven't I?"

 

"Yes; but suppose you were to fall sick, with no one to look after you?"

 

"I didn't tell you that I am going to have company. Edward Granger, who was born in Oregon, and is three years older than myself, will go with me."

 

"Then I shall feel easier. He knows the way, and can look after you."

 

Chester was secretly of opinion that he was more competent to look after Edward, but did not say so. He saw that his mother was easier in mind, and this relieved him.

 

Before he started from New York he called to see Mr. Fairchild. On Fourteenth Street he fell in with Felix Gordon.

 

"How are you getting along, Felix?" he asked.

 

"Pretty well. Mr. Fairchild has raised me to six dollars a week."

 

"I am glad of it. That shows he is satisfied with you."

 

"I try to please him. I began to think that is the best policy. That is why you have succeeded so well."

 

"Do you ever hear from Mr. Mullins?"

 

"No; but I know where he is."

 

"Where? Of course you know that I have no wish to injure him."

 

"He is somewhere in Oregon, or perhaps in Washington Territory."

 

Washington had not at that time been advanced to the dignity of a State.

 

"That is curious."

 

"Why is it curious?"

 

"Because I am going to start for Oregon and Washington to-night."

 

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