you pay a fine of ten thousand francs; you will suffer two years' imprisonment at hard labor; you will then be horsewhipped, tarred and feathered, deprived of your ears, ridden on a rail to the confines of the canton, and banished forever. The severer penalties are omitted in your case,—not as a grace to you, but to that great republic which had the misfortune to give you birth."
The steamers's benches were ranged back to back across the deck. My back hair was mingling innocently with the back hair of a couple of ladies. Presently they were addressed by some one and I overheard this conversation:
"You are Americans, I think? So'm I."
"Yes,—we are Americans."
"I knew it,—I can always tell them. What ship did you come over in?"
"City of Chester."
"O yes,—Inman line. We came in the Batavia,—Cunard, you know. What kind of a passage did you have?"
"That was luck. We had it awful rough. Captain said he'd hardly ever seen it rougher. Where are you from?"
"So'm I. No—I didn't mean that; I'm from New England. New Bloomfield's my place. These your children?—belong to both of you?"
"Only to one of us; they are mine; my friend is not married."
"Single, I reckon? So'm I. Are you two ladies traveling alone?"