CHAPTER XI. 
AN OCEAN ROUND OF THE BEAUTIFUL 
LADDER. 
HEN the young men were once more 
^ ^ alone after the last interview at the 
Deans’, the thought that was uppermost in the 
mind of each found expression as Rudolph 
said, 
“ See here, Charley: did you send that cow 
to the widow ?” 
“ Well,” was the response, “ I will be true to 
my Yankee blood, and answer you by asking. 
Did you send the flour and groceries to the 
same destination ?” 
“ Give me your hand, old fellow!” replied 
Rudolph as he extended his to his friend. “ I 
thought I had stolen the march upon you for 
once, but I own up clean beat both in plan and 
execution. It was most nobly done, chum; 
and I am sure that the satisfaction of such an 
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