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' ' Whore does it start from ? "We must inquire for our- 

 selves, I see." 



" Oh, anywhere round the streets ; up one street and 

 down another." 



"Now that cannot be," continued my friend sternly; 

 " it must start from some place, and we do not wish to 

 miss it." 



" Well, it will be along ; it goes all around." 



" It has to cross that ferry, I belieye," said my friend, 

 almost savagely. 



" Yes," said the boy. 



" We will wait there where it cannot miss us." 



" Why, there it comes now ; don't you see it on the 

 other side of the river ?" 



Sure enough, there it was ; and from that moment it 

 never escaped our eye. There was a post-office near by. 



" Postmaster," said my friend, "as you must know, on 

 account of your official position, will you tell me when 

 the Princess Poyal leaves Chatham for Shediac." 



" Oh, yes ; every Monday and Friday. It is advertised 

 in the paper." 



" JS^ow there is some satisfaction about this," and out 

 came his note-book. " Every Monday and Friday — ah, 



yes, the paper says Why, the paper says Monday 



and Thursday !" 



"Impossible! So it does; why she never sails on 

 Thursdays. There must be some mistake." 



" Somewhere no doubt," said my friend, despondingly, 

 returning the note-book ; nor was he much relieved by 

 being afterwards informed by the stage-driver that she 

 sailed neither Thursday nor Friday, but only Monday. 



