attention, and towards her he directed his steps.  Approaching near enough to read her name, he was not a little surprised to find the boat he had seen advertised to start a week before.  Concluding, in his innocence, that some accident had detained her, he hastened on board.  Entering the cabin, the scene which was there presented did not exactly coincide with his ideas of neatness or morality.  Uncle Nathan had read descriptions of the magnificence of Mississippi steamers; but the Chalmetta (for this was the name of the boat) fell far below them.  Even the best boats on the river he considered vastly inferior to the North River and Sound steamers.

After a hasty survey of the Chalmetta’s capability of making him comfortable for a week or more, he concluded to take passage in her for Cincinnati, and accordingly he sought for the captain.  To his inquiries for that personage a thin, cadaverous-looking man presented himself, and drawled out a civil salutation.

“How long afore you start, cap’n?” inquired Uncle Nathan.

“We shall get off in about ten minutes,” replied Captain Brawler.  “John,” continued he, turning to a waiter near him, with a wink, “tell the pilot to be all ready, and ring the bell.”

“Why, gracious!” said Uncle Nathan, hastily, as the waiter dodged into the pantry, “I shan’t have time to get my trunk down.”

“How far up do you go?” inquired Captain Drawler.

“To Cincinnati, if you can carry me about right,” replied Uncle Nathan, with an eye to business.

“Well, as you are going clear through, I will wait a few minutes for you,” suggested the captain.

Uncle Nathan thought him very obliging, and after some little “dickering” (for he had heard that Western steamboats were not particularly uniform in their charges), he engaged a passage, applying to the bargain the trite principle that “no berth is secured till paid for,” which had been reduced to writing, and occupied a conspicuous place in the cabin.  Without waiting to see the berth he had paid for, he hastened to the hotel for the large hair trunk, which contained his travelling wardrobe.

Our worthy farmer made it a point never to cause any one an unnecessary inconvenience; never to read the morning paper more than half an hour when an impatient crowd was waiting to see it; and never in his life stopped his five-cattle team in the middle of a narrow, much-frequented road, to the annoyance of others.  So the captain did not have to wait more than five minutes beyond the stated time.  Depositing his trunk upon a heap of baggage in the cabin, and turning with pious horror from the gaming-tables there, Uncle Nathan seated himself in an arm-chair on the boiler deck, to await the departure of the boat, and, in anticipation, to feast his vision with the wonders of the Father of Waters.  He waited very long and very patiently, for Uncle Nathan considered patience a cardinal virtue, and strove manfully against every feeling of uneasiness.  The tongue of the hugs bell over him at intervals banged forth its stunning cadence, the hissing steam let loose from its pent-up cells, the water which the wheels sent surging far up upon the levee, all were indications, to his unsophisticated mind, of a speedy departure.