A Colonial Wooing
"We are playing a game of chess, but this time with living figures, such as I wished to teach you, and it rests with you whether or not Matthew Watson is checkmated—and you, mated." And Robert laughed at his little joke at Ruth's expense. "Either John or I will give you written instructions, which you are not to read until on board the boat, and then without being observed by others to do so. Follow these simple directions and don't fear for the result. It may appear like taking a leap in the dark, but your present ignorance is your future good."
"I believe thee, cousin; but it seems all so strange," replied Ruth, with an effort at cheerfulness.
"We cannot, if we would, tell you much more now, for all our plans are not matured. We have yet to learn what thy step-father proposes to do. You are to go down to Philadelphia in his boat, I believe, and when?"
"The ship I go in sails on the twenty-fifth of Second month."
"The last week in April; well, that's
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