Under his left arm was a heavy cudgel, formed of
an oak sapling, and retaining a part of the hardened root; and his
equipment was completed by a wallet, not so abundantly stocked as to
incommode the vigorous shoulders on which it hung. Brown, curly
hair, well-shaped features, and bright, cheerful eyes, were nature's
gifts, and worth all that art could have done for his adornment.
The youth, one of whose names was Robin, finally drew from his
pocket the half of a little province bill of five shillings, which, in
the depreciation of that sort of currency, did but satisfy the
ferryman's demand, with the surplus of a sexangular piece of
parchment, valued at three pence. He then walked forward into the
town, with as light a step as if his day's journey had not already
exceeded thirty miles, and with as eager an eye as if he were entering
London city, instead of the little metropolis of a New England colony.
Before Robin had proceeded far, however, it occurred to him that he
knew not whither to direct his steps; so he paused, and looked up
and down the narrow street, scrutinizing the small and mean wooden
buildings that were scattered on either side.
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