“Good-by, my son,” said Mrs. Nelson, straining him to her bosom, and struggling hard to keep back a sob.  “We may never see you again, but I hope I shall never hear that you shrunk from your duty.”

Frank could not reply—­his breast was too full for utterance:  and hastily kissing his sister, and shaking Hannah’s hand, he hurried down the walk toward the gate.  He had not gone far before Brave came bounding after him.

“Go back, old fellow,” said Frank, caressing the faithful animal; “you can’t go with me this time.  It will be a long while before you and I will go anywhere together again.  Go back, sir.”

Brave understood his master perfectly; and he turned and trotted toward the house, looking back now and then, and whining, as if urging his master to allow him to go too.  Frank did not stop to look back, but sprang into the carriage, and the driver closed the door after him, and mounted to his seat and drove off.  He had scarcely time to get his baggage on board the steamer before she moved off into the stream.  And Frank was glad it was so, for the longer he remained in sight of the village, the harder grew the struggle to leave it.  But, at length, every familiar object was left behind, and being surrounded by new scenes, Frank gradually recovered his usual spirits.

In two days he arrived at Portland, and as he was getting off the cars, he was seized by Archie, who had come to the depot to meet him.

“I’m glad to see you,” said the latter; “it is lucky that you wrote just as you did, for father has said a dozen times that I can’t go.  But I guess he will not refuse me, now that you are here.”

“I hope not,” said Frank; “we can go as well as any one else.  If every one was to stay at home, we shouldn’t have any army at all.”

“That’s just what I told father; but he didn’t seem to see it.  He says there are some who ought to go, for they are of no earthly use here; but he thinks that boys like you and me ought to stay at home until we know enough to take care of ourselves.”

But Mr. Winters did not raise many objections when he found that Frank had obtained his mother’s consent; and, on the next day but one after Frank’s arrival, he accompanied the boys on board the receiving-ship, where they were speedily examined and sworn in.  Each was then supplied with a bag and hammock, and two suits of clothes; and, when they were rigged out in their blue shirts and wide pants, they made fine-looking sailors.  At Mr. Winters’ request they were granted permission to remain on shore until a raft of men was ready to be sent away.  The boys were allowed to do pretty much as they pleased while they remained, for, as they were to leave so soon, Mr. Winters could not find it in his heart to raise any objections to the plans they proposed for their amusement.  Besides, he knew that Archie was in good hands, for Frank was a boy of excellent habits, and possessed sufficient moral courage to say no, when tempted to do wrong; and, as he had great influence over his cousin, Mr. Winters knew their conduct would be such as he could approve.