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The women, with one voice, cried, “And the children?”

“Oh yes,” cried the eager adventurer. “I had forgotten the children. Well, they are all well, are they not?”

Yes; all were well.

“Then we will take them with us as far as Yellow Springs, in Ohio, and leave them for the fall and winter terms at Antioch College. They will be enough better taught than they are at the Kydd School, and they will get no scarlet fever. Nobody is ever sick there. They will be better cared for than my children are when they are left to me, and they will be seven hundred miles nearer to us than if they were here. The little ones can go to the Model School, the middling ones to the Academy, and the oldest can go to college. How many are there, Felix?”

Felix said there were twenty-nine.

“Well,” said the arithmetical George, “it is the cheapest place I ever knew. Why, their Seniors get along for three hundred dollars a year, and squeeze more out of life than I do out of twenty thousand. The little ones won’t cost at that rate. A hundred and fifty dollars for twenty-nine children; how much is that, Polly?”

“Forty-three hundred and fifty dollars, of course,” said she.

“I thought so. Well, don’t you see, we shall save that in wages to these servants we are boarding here, of whom there are eleven, who cost us, say, six dollars a week; that is, sixty-six dollars for twenty weeks is thirteen hundred and twenty dollars. We won’t buy any clothes, but live on the old ones, and make the children wear their big brothers’ and sisters’. There’s a saving of thirty-seven hundred dollars for thirty-seven of us. Why, we shall make money! I tell you what, if you’ll do it, I’ll pay all the bills till we come home. If you like, you shall then each pay me three-quarters of your last winter’s accounts, and I’ll charge any difference to profit and loss. But I shall make by the bargain.”

The women doubted if they could be ready. But it proved they could. Still they did not start Saturday; they started Monday, in two palace-cars. They left the children, all delighted with the change, at Antioch on Wednesday–a little tempted to spend the winter there themselves; but, this temptation well resisted, they sped on to Mexico.

CHAPTER III

FULFILMENT

Such a tranquil three days on the Mississippi, which was as an autumn flood, and revealed himself as indeed King of Waters! Such delightful three days in hospitable New Orleans! Might it not be possible to tarry even here? “No,” cried the inexorable George. “We have put our hand to the plough. Who will turn back?” Two days of abject wretchedness on the Gulf of Mexico. “Why were we born? Why did we not die before we left solid land?” And then the light-house at Vera Cruz.

“Lo, land! and all was well.”

What a splendid city! Why had nobody told them of this queen on the sea-shore? Red and white towers, cupolas, battlements! It was all like a story-book. When they landed, to be sure, it was not quite so big a place as they had fancied from all this show; but for this they did not care. To land–that was enough. Had they landed on a sand-spit, they would have been in heaven. No more swaying to and fro as they lay in bed, no more stumbling to and fro as they walked. They refused the amazed Mexicans who wanted them to ride to the hotel. To walk steadily was in itself a luxury.

And then it was not long before the men had selected the little caravan of horses and mules which were to carry them on their expedition of discovery. Some valley of paradise, where a man could change his climate from midwinter to midsummer by a journey of a mile. Did the consul happen to have heard of any such valley?