the family matters could be of which Mr. Brudenell spoke.

A modern railway journey is without incident or adventure worth
recording, unless it be an occasional disastrous collision. No such
calamity befell this train. Our travelers talked, dozed, eat, and
drank a little through their twenty-four hours' journey. At noon
they reached Philadelphia, at eve New York, at midnight Springfield,
and the next morning Boston.

It was just sunrise as they arose and stretched their weary limbs
and left the train. They had but an hour to spare to go to a hotel
and refresh themselves with a bath, a change of clothes, and a
breakfast before it was time to go on board their steamer.

They were the last passengers on board. Fortunately, at this season
of the year there are comparatively but few voyagers. The best
staterooms in the first cabin, to use a common phrase, "went a-
begging."

And Judge Merlin, Mr. Brudenell, and Ishmael were each accommodated
with a separate stateroom "amidships."

The professor was provided with a good berth in the second cabin.

There were about thirty other passengers in the first cabin, as many
in the second, and quite a large number in the steerage.