chair to cool; I came in the room, and not noticing the pie in the chair, I sat down on the pie, which was still warm. Well, Aunt Susie did not spank me or even scold me, but told me I could have the pie, and I assure you, I had all the pie I wanted that day. It was good too, regardless of the accident.

The days passed rapidly, and I had become very much attached to my new home. Of course I kept in touch with my mother, and sisters, as well as brother John. My brother George, I saw but little of, as he was away on the water much of the time.

The farm which Uncle Barney owned, was about one half mile long, running from the Nissequogue River to the main highway. Autumn came, and I learned we were to move, as Uncle Benja had bought from Uncle Barney, about 6 acres of land which were on the extreme west end of the big farm, on the main highway road. The land was pretty well covered with woods and bushes, and was not suitable for farming purposes, unless the trees and bushes were removed. This was quite a job, but was accomplished by digging them up, and then filling up the holes where they had been dug out. Uncle Benja's purpose in buying the land, was that we might build a house, and have a home of our own, instead of living in the hired rooms where we were. At this time Uncle Benja had ceased working in the city, and soon, with the help of others, he had a building erected on a part of the land. This building was to serve 2 purposes. The first floor was finished with rooms suitable to live in, but the second

floor was to be used as a carpenter shop. This arrangement was to be temporary, as a better and more complete home was to be planned and built, sometime in the future. The time soon came for us to move.

Chapter V.

MOVING IN OUR NEW HOME.

Time moves on ceaselessly,

And changes take place,
We are here today,

Tomorrow, we may be gone. J. E. H.

T was a blue day for me when we moved, as it was a lonesome place to which we went. No houses near us, surrounded by woods, and no beautiful river in sight. When we arrived at our new home, I sat down on one of the steps leading to the carpenter shop. Yes, I was lonesome, and felt badly. Aunt Susie's father, Mr. Minor Hallock, as I remember, moved our furniture and other goods for us. Our first dinner in the new home was a good substantial one, consisting of roasted ducks, pies, of course, as well as other good things all cooked in the old kitchen before moving. My bed was placed in one corner of the carpenter shop, where I was to sleep. I will say that my first night in the new home passed without accident, but I am sure it was some days before I was over being homesick, but it finally passed off, and I became accustomed to the new home and surroundings.

Into the rooms we had occupied in Uncle Barney's house, Uncle Almaron Darling moved, he having married a young lady named Miss Emily Phillips. She was from Saratoga County, N. Y., but Uncle