THE INSPECTION. 37

«A review, mother? I don’t know what a
review is, any better than an inspection.”

“Why, it is—a I don’t know how to
explain it to you;—it is a sort of a training,
where several companies of soldiers come togeth-
er, and the general looks at them, and examines
their guns, and sees them exercise.”’

“ What is it for, mother?” said Lucy.

“Why, to see if every thing is in good order.
But is‘there really going to be an inspection
about here, Lucy?”

“Yes, mother, I am sure there is,” replied
Lucy, speaking very emphatically, and looking
very positive, —‘*I am sure there is, for Robert
said there was.”

“Is that boy’s name Robert?” asked her
mother.

“Yes,” said Lucy; “and he said there was
going to be an inspection. Do you think you
shall let me go and see it, mother?”

“Why, that depends,” said her mother, “ upon
when and where it is to be. I can’t tell you till
you find out something more about it.”

“Well,” said Lucy, «I'll go and ask Comfort:
[ am not afraid to ask Comfort.”

So Lucy went out in pursuit of Comfort.

Lucy found Comfort at her spinning-wheel.