"The first," said Dr. Sandford dryly. "I hope she will not
love more than one."

"She will be an uncommonly happy woman then," said Mrs.
Sandford. "Nonsense, Grant! every woman loves two or three
before she has done. Your first liking will come to nothing, -
Daisy, my dear, I forewarn you; - and most probably the second
too; but no one will be the wiser but yourself. Why don't you
blush, child? On my word, I believe you are growing pale!
Never mind, child; I am not a prophet."

I believe the blushes came then, and they all laughed at me;
but Dr. Sandford asked me very kindly if I was too tired to
see the review that day? I was not tired; and if I had been,
nothing would have tempted me to be absent from the review. I
went everywhere, as far as I could; and Dr. Sandford was
always with us, indulging every fancy I expressed or did not
express, it seemed to me. He had to work very hard at other
times to make up for it; and I thought Washington did not
agree with _him_. He looked pale and jaded this day.

I thought so after the morning's work was done; at the time I
had no leisure for such thoughts. The morning's work was a
review of many thousand troops, by the President. Dr. Sandford
and our friends had secured an excellent place for us, from
which we could well see all we wished to see; and I wished to
see everything. For various reasons. The platform where Mr.
Lincoln stood had its own peculiar attractions and interests.
It held himself, first of all, standing in front, in plain
view much of the time. It held besides a group of men that one