happiness all the while.

The boats were very uncertain in low water in these primitive times. This
time the Thursday boat had not arrived at ten at night--so the people
had waited at the landing all day for nothing; they were driven to their
homes by a heavy storm without having had a view of the illustrious
foreigners.

Eleven o'clock came; and the Cooper house was the only one in the town
that still had lights burning. The rain and thunder were booming yet,
and the anxious family were still waiting, still hoping. At last there
was a knock at the door, and the family jumped to open it. Two Negro men
entered, each carrying a trunk, and proceeded upstairs toward the guest
room. Then entered the twins--the handsomest, the best dressed, the most
distinguished-looking pair of young fellows the West had ever seen. One
was a little fairer than the other, but otherwise they were exact
duplicates.




CHAPTER 6 -- Swimming in Glory

_Let us endeavor so to live that when we come to die even
the undertaker will be sorry._ --Pudd'nhead Wilson's
Calendar

_Habit is habit, and not to be flung out of the window by
any man, but coaxed downstairs a step at a time._ --
Pudd'nhead Wilson's Calendar