er the
grounds and through the buildings of Yale University.
This trip from New York to Boston is a capital one for any one to take
during the fall, and we shall therefore follow it out by the following
stages: 1. From New York to Stamford; 2. From Stamford to New Haven; 3.
From New Haven to New London; 4. From New London to Shannuck; 5. From
Shannuck to Providence; 6. From Providence to Boston.
NOTE.--Map of New York city asphalted streets in No. 809. Map of
route from New York to Tarrytown in No. 810. New York to Stamford,
Connecticut, in No. 811. New York to Staten Island in No. 812. New
Jersey from Hoboken to Pine Brook in No. 813. Brooklyn in No. 814.
Brooklyn to Babylon in No. 815. Brooklyn to Northport in No. 816.
Tarrytown to Poughkeepsie in No. 817. Poughkeepsie to Hudson in
No. 818. Hudson to Albany in No. 819. Tottenville to Trenton in
820. Trenton to Philadelphia in 821. Philadelphia in No. 822.
Philadelphia-Wissahickon Route in No. 823. Philadelphia to West
Chester in No. 824. Philadelphia to Atlantic City--First Stage in
No. 825; Second Stage in No. 826. Philadelphia to Vineland--First
Stage in No. 827; Second Stage in No. 828.
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This Department is conducted in the interest of Girls and Young
Women, and the Editor will be pleased to answer any question on
the subject so far as possible. Correspondents should address
Editor.
I am going to have a little chat with you, girls, on the obligations of
good breeding, and first I will begin by relating an incident.
A friend of mine was in a Broadway cable-car the other day. You girls
who live in New York know just how the big cable-cars swing along, how
fast they go, and how many people they can accommodate. Most of you have
taken rides in electric cars which to-day are to be found all over our
country, scurrying along like mail in some of the rural places, where,
once out of sight of the village, and on a level stretch of road, they
fairly fly. I could tell you of one line where the cars rush along over
a down grade at a furious rate of speed, while the smiling passengers
cling to the seats or frantically hold on to their hats and parasols,
and once safely out, everybody takes a long breath of relief. But this
is diverging. I was going to tell you of my friend's adventure in the
New York car, a sober-moving thing in comparison with it
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