"
"Indade, and the sun bes jist coming in sight, and it must have been a
powerful time travelling over, sure. I'm thinking they must be afther
dhrying their takettles a long time, back there in ould Boston."
Time passed on, and our adventurers were becoming more and more
accustomed to western life. Mr. Santon had found his lands to be in a
very good state of cultivation, the former owner having been a Dutchman,
who thoroughly understood what a good farm ought to be. Mrs. Santon had
proved herself to be one of the best of housekeepers, and greatly did
she pride herself on her abilities for filling the station of a farmer's
wife. As they sat down of an evening, to their meal of bacon and Indian
cakes, and contrasted their present circumstances with what had been
their former situation in life, they could not repress a smile at the
change; but they were happy, contented in their humble home, and the
bread which had been earned by the sweat of the brow was sweeter, the
social enjoyments dearer, than when in fashionable life they had been
obliged to live with an eye to the customs of society; even Winnie had
found some attractions in their little western home.
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