ns, kept awake by the coughing
and talking of her neighbors, the other side of the thin partition.

She was scarcely sorry to be aroused from her uncomfortable sleep by the
morning sounds of guinea-hens, peacocks, and every other kind of fowl.

Mrs. Peterkin expressed her satisfaction at the early breakfast, and
declared she was delighted with such genuine farm sounds.

They passed the day much as the afternoon before, reaching the beach
only in time to turn round to come back for their dinner, which was
appointed at noon.

Mrs. Peterkin was quite satisfied. "Such a straight road, and the beach
such a safe place to turn round upon!"

Elizabeth Eliza was not so well pleased. A wagon had been sent to the
station for their trunks, which could not be found; they were probably
left at the Boston station, or, Mr. Atwood suggested, might have been
switched off upon one of the White Mountain trains. There was no use to
write any letters, as there was no way to send them. Elizabeth Eliza now
almost hoped the Sylvesters would not come, for what should she do if
the trunks did not come and all her new dresses? On her way over to the
beach she had been thinking what she should do with her new foulard and
cream-colored surah if the Sylvesters did not come, and if their time
was spent in only driving to the beach and back. But now, she would
prefer that the Sylvesters would not come till the dresses and the
trunks did. All she could find out, from inquiry, on returning,
was, "that another lot was expected on Saturday." The next day she
suggested:--"Suppose we take our dinner with us to the beach, and spend
the day." The Sylvesters and Ann Maria then would find them on the
beach, where her travelling-dress would be quite appropriate. "I am a
little tired," she added, "of going back and forward over the same road;
but when the rest come we can vary it."

The plan was agreed to, but Mr. Peterkin and the little boys remained to
go over the farm again.

They had an excellent picnic on the beach, under the shadow of a ledge
of sand.

They were just putting up their things when they saw a party of people
approaching from the other end of the beach.

"I am glad to see some pleasant-looking people at last," said Elizabeth
Eliza, and they all turned to walk toward them.

As the other party drew near she recognized Ann Maria Bromwick! And with
her were the Sylvesters,--so they proved to be, for she had never seen
them before.

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