218 | ARRIVAL OF EMIGRANTS.

he gave them letters to Mr. Spalding, a pious and
learned schoolmaster in Missouri.

A. day of much excitement was followed by a de-
lightful return on board the little steamboat, which -
leaves New York every few hours, and lands its pas-
sengers near Sunnyside. The waves were calm, but
speckled with craft of all dimensions. As the sun
went down over Haarlem, gay boats, with parties of
pleasure, and sometimes with music, passed and re-
passed. The shores on either side were one mass of
green, broken only by hamlets, villas, and mansions,
such as every year more and more adorn the edges of
these rivers and bays. The south-west wind breathed
freshly over the vessel, as if sent to cool the youthful
brow, not a little fevered by the warm emotions of a
long and busy day. The hour seemed short, therefore,
when Carl began to find himself among the boiling

 

eddies near —— Island, and at length caught a glimpse
of the octagon school-house, where he entered on ear-
nest life, and the dark rocks and nodding groves be- ©
hind it. The school-waggon was in waiting for him,
and a rapid drive conveyed him to the academy before
it was entirely dark. But then he hastened to his soli-
tary chamber, to tear open the letters which Wolf had
brought from Germany.

The first was from his elder sister, Charlotte, and it
enclosed another for little Ursula, who was living with
her uncle Schneckenberg, in Baltimore. It told him