The train reached the city about two o'clock in the afternoon,
and, stepping from the car I became one among the crowd upon the
platform. During the journey I had many times wondered to myself whether
Mr. Baynard would meet me himself or send some one else. I supposed he
would send one of his clerks. Dr. Gray had arranged that I was to board
in Mr. Baynard's family, as my mother objected to my going to a public
boarding-house, and in this, as in all cases the good Doctor was our
friend; old as I am now I cannot recall Dr. Gray's many acts of kindness
to me when a boy without a feeling of the deepest gratitude.
To a boy of fifteen, whose life has mostly been passed in a quiet
country village, the first sight of the city of Montreal is somewhat
imposing. Presently I noticed a gentleman who appeared to be looking for
some one, and I felt sure it was Mr. Baynard. He appeared to be about
forty years of age and during the whole course of my life I have never
seen a more agreeable countenance than he possessed.
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