She was silent after that, but she had hardly said it before one of two small boys, who had been pounding one another with pillows in a very small bedroom in Crofield, suddenly threw his pillow at the other, and exclaimed: "I s'pose Jack's there by this time, Jimmy!" CHAPTER XII. IN A NEW WORLD. Jack Ogden stood like a boy in a dream, as the "Columbia" swept gracefully into her dock and was made fast. Her swing about was helped by the outgoing tide, that foamed and swirled around the projecting piers. A hurrying crowd of people was thronging out of the "Columbia," but Jack's German friend did not join them. "De ceety vill not roon avay," he said, calmly. "You comes mit me." They went to the cabin for the ladies, and Jack noticed how much baggage the rest were carrying. He took a satchel from Miss Hildebrand, and then the Polish lady, with a grateful smile, allowed him to take another. "Dose crowds ees gone," remarked Mr. Guilderaufenberg. "Ve haf our chances now." Afterward, Jack had a confused memory of walking over a wide gang-plank that led into a babel. Miss Hildebrand held him by his left arm while the two other ladies went with Mr. Guilderaufenberg. They came out into a street, between two files of men who shook their whips, shouted, and pointed at a line of carriages. Miss Hildebrand told Jack that they could reach their hotel sooner by the elevated railway. "He look pale," she thought, considerately. "He did not sleep all night. He never before travel on a steamboat!" Jack meanwhile had a new sensation. "This is the city!" he was saying to himself. "I'm really here. There are no crowds, because it's Sunday,--but then!" After walking a few minutes they came to a corner, where Mr. Guilderaufenberg turned and said to Jack: "Dees ees Proadvay. Dere ees no oder street in de vorlt dat ees so long. Look dees vay und den look dat vay! So! Eh? Dot ees Proadvay. Dere ees no oder city in de vorlt vere a beeg street keep Soonday!" It was indeed a wonderful street to the boy from Crofield, and he felt the wonder of it; and he felt the wonder of the Sunday quiet and of the closed places of business. [Illustration: _On Broadway, at last!_] "There's a policeman," he remarked to Mr. Guilderaufenberg. "So!" said the German, smiling; "but he ees a beople's boleeceman. Eef he vas a king's boleeceman, I vas not here. I roon avay, or I vas lock up. Jack, ven you haf dodge some king's boleecemen, like me, you vish you vas American, choost like me now, und vas safe!" "I believe I should," said Jack, politely; but his head was not still for an instant. His eyes and his thoughts were busily at work. He had expected to see tall and splendid buildings, and had even dreamed of them. How he had longed and hoped and planned to get to this very place! He had seen pictures of the city, but the reality was nevertheless a delightful surprise. Miss Hildebrand pointed out Trinity Church, and afterward St. Paul's.