180 AUDUBON THE NATURALIST. 
the travellers,* who, during a journey by canal 
route from Philadelphia, chanced, through good 
fortune, to have Audubon for their companion. 
Through the noise and bustle, round about 
them, of the crowd on board the boat, his well- 
known name sounded on their ears, 
“Mr. Audubon is last on the list,” observed 
the speaker, “I fear he will not get a bed, we 
are so crowded.” 
“What, is it possible, Mr. Audubon can be 
on board ?” they rejoined, “the man of all others 
in the world we wanted most to see. Where? 
Which is he ?” . 
“ He is actually in this very cabin,” said their 
informant, “there,” he added, pointing to a huge 
pile of blankets and fur, which, stretched upon 
one of the benches, looked like the substantial 
bale of some western trader. ‘‘ What, that Mr. 
Audubon!” exclaimed the travellers—whose 
names were at the moment called out by the 
captain as entitled to the first choice of berths. 
This privilege they openly renounced in favour 
of Audubon. And now the green ball stirred 
a little, half turned upon its narrow resting: 
place, after awhile sat erect, and showed that 
there was a man inside of it! A patriarchal 
*Talk about birds and Audubon.—North American 
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