se of her
trip.

"Don't worry, Miss Clematis," she said. "Jerry will soon be here."

"I know it." Clematis looked around. Then she slipped out of her
chair and went up to Katie.

She whispered a minute in her friendly ear.

"Oh, now dearie, I wouldn't be doing that."

Katie put her hand on the little girl's cheek, and shook her head.
"I don't think they would like it."

But Clematis was very serious. The tears came into her eyes as she
whispered again.

"Oh, please, please! I don't know what might happen."

"Well, then," answered Katie, "what I don't see, I don't know about.
I'm going upstairs a minute. Be quick now."

She went upstairs, and Clematis hurried into the small room near the
kitchen, with her box.

In a minute she came out again, looking all about.

When Katie came down, she was drinking her soup. She could not
swallow the bread.

"Dear child," said Katie, as the bell rang. "I hope the worry
doesn't make her sick again."

Jerry was ready with the cab.

"All aboard, mum, I'll take your things."

He started to take the box, which she hugged up under one arm.

"Oh, no thank you," she cried, and held on to it tighter than ever.

Katie gave him the black bag she had in her hand, and the next
minute Clematis was safe inside, and throwing a kiss to the friendly
cook.

Before he got to the station, old Jerry stopped, and went into a
store. He came out with a big paper bag.

"Katie told me to get this for you, miss," he said, as he passed the
bag to her through the open window.

She peeped inside. There was a smaller bag, and several big
peaches.

In the smaller bag were sandwiches, and cream cakes.

What a treat! Clematis often longed for peaches, but had not tasted
them very often.

In the station Jerry got down, and led her to the train.

"Here is a passenger for Tilton, New Hampshire," he said to the
conductor.

"All right, Jerry, I'll look after her."

The big conductor smiled at the little passenger.

"Come on, sister," he said, as he stooped to take her box.

"Oh, no, thank you," said Clematis, hugging it closer than ever.

"She must have her money in that," laughed Jerry.

So the conductor took the two bags, while Clematis carried the box.
He found her a seat where she could be right by the window.

Soon the train started. They went across bridges, and through the
yards, till at last they came to the open country.

There Clematis could see the fields, and the flower