No mode of proceeding likely to
secure this result occurred to him, beyond the very obvious one of
keeping in the street as much as possible, in the hope that chance
might bring him face to face with the object of his pursuit.
Fortunately her face was accurately daguerreotyped in his memory, so
that he felt certain of recognizing her, under whatever
circumstances they might meet.
In pursuance of this, the only plan which suggested itself, Jack
became a daily promenader in Chestnut and other streets. Many
wondered what could be the object of the young man who so
persistently frequented the thoroughfares. It was observed that,
while he paid no attention to young ladies, he scrutinized the faces
of all middle-aged or elderly women whom he met, a circumstance
likely to attract remark, in the case of a well-made youth like
Jack.
Several days passed, and, although he only returned to his uncle's
house at the hour of meals, he had the same report to bring on each
occasion.
"I am afraid," said the baker, "it will be as hard as finding a
needle in a hay-stack, to hope to meet the one you seek, among so
many faces."
"There's nothing like trying," answered Jack, courageously. "I'm not
going to give up yet awhile."
He sat down and wrote the following note, home:--
"DEAR PARENTS:
"I arrived in Philadelphia safe, and am stopping at Uncle Abel's.
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