The Thorn in the Nest — Martha Finley

" ...] Kenneth's saddle-bags and portmanteau were in readiness, packed by the mother's loving hands, and Romeo stood pawing at the gate. Zeb's horse, too, was there, tied to the fence near by, while its rider was eating his breakfast in the kitchen. The travelers had no time for loitering, for many miles of rough road must be passed over that day. ...]."