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CHAPTER XII.
- PUMP-MAKING.

In about a quarter of an hour, they emerged
from the Gap, and came out into an open, circular
valley, surrounded by lofty mountains. They
here crossed the stream again by a log bridge,
and rode along afterwards upon its bank; the
stream being on their left hand, and woods upon
the right.

« Now,” said Robert, ‘‘ we shall soon come to
Emery’s opening.”

‘What do you mean by his opening ?” said
Lucy.

Why, his farm,” answered Robert.

While Lucy was considering why they should
call a farm an opening, she obtained a glimpse of
asmall sheet of water before them. It was a
little pond, shut in among the mountains. They
very soon reached it. Lucy saw where the brook
came out of the pond. They rode along a little
way, by the shore of the pond. On the other
side of the road, there was what Lucy called a
field of com and stumps. A little farther on,
just in the edge of a group of forest-trees, which
remained standing, Lucy saw a small house.

“ There’s Mr. Emery’s house,” said Robert.

Lucy looked at the house with great attention,