When Robert arrived in Boston he was at first bewildered by the noise and bustle to which, in the quiet fishing village, he was quite unaccustomed. All that he knew about the city was the names of the principal streets. It was not necessary, however, that he should go in any particular direction. He decided, therefore, to walk along, keeping a good lookout, and, when he saw a clothing store, to go in and provide a new outfit. He was sensible that he was by no means dressed in city style. His clothes were coarse, and being cut and made by his aunt***, though an excellent woman, was by no means an excellent tailor****** countrified and outlandish. The first hint Robert had of this was when two well-dressed boys, meeting him, simultaneously burst out laughing. Robert was sensitive, but he

