Mary to dress him, comb his hair, and get him ready for the journey.

At first Edward's attention was taken up with the motion of the
carriage, and the sight of the horses, as they rode swiftly on their
journey; but after a while he began to notice the different objects
which presented themselves, as the road led through the green woods, and
on the banks of the broad river, or swept by the pretty villages which
lay in their route.

About noon they stopped at a retired and shady spot on the banks of the
river, to give the horses time to get a little rest and refreshment.

So Edward and his mother seated themselves on the green bank; and she
let him take off his cap and dip his fingers in the clear bright stream,
which she told him was running to swell the waters of the great ocean.
It was a lovely day; the air was full of the sweet scent of the early
flowers, and the grass was green and bright with the freshness of
Spring.

"What is that running up the tree, mother?" asked Edward; "see what
bright _quick_ eyes it has, and a bushy tail;--there he goes,
mother!"

[Illustration: The Squirrel.]

"That is a squirrel, my dear; a _brown_ squirrel. They are not all
like this one. There are _black_ and _gray_ squirrels; and in
some very cold countries, _white_ ones. But hark! my son; what
sound is that?"