go to the New England Cabin for it," suggested Grandma
Elsie.

They did so and were served with an excellent repast, handsome young
Puritan ladies in colonial costumes acting as waitresses.

After satisfying their appetites they visited the other room of the cabin,
which was fitted up as the living room of a family of the olden time. It
had log walls, bare rafters overhead, a tall old-fashioned clock in a
corner, a canoe cradle, a great spinning-wheel on which the ladies,
dressed like the women of the olden times, spun yarn, and gourds used for
drinking vessels. Some of the ladies were knitting socks, some carding
wool, while they talked together, after the fashion of the good,
industrious dames of the olden time they represented.

Our friends, especially the young girls, were greatly interested and
amused.

"Suppose we visit some of the State buildings now," said Mrs. Dinsmore, as
they left the cabin.

"Pennsylvania's in particular, my dear?" returned her husband. "Well, it
is a grand old State; we could hardly do better than to show to these
little great-grandchildren the famous old bell that proclaimed liberty to
this land and all its inhabitants."

"So I think," she said. "Do not you agree with us, captain?"

"I do, indeed," he replied; "my older ones have seen the bell, but I want
to show it to Elsie and Ned."

"It won't hurt any of us to look again at that old relic of the
Revolution," remarked Walter, "and of course we want to see the building."

So the whole party at once turned their steps in that direction.

Arrived in front of the building they paused there and scanned the
outside. All pronounced it very handsome.

"Its front seems to be a reproduction of Independence Hall," remarked Mr.
Dinsmore; "it has its entrances and tower."

"Yes," said his wife, "I like that and the quarter-circling in of those
front corners; those balconies, too."

"Is that the State coat-of-arms above the pediment over the front doors,
papa?" asked Grace.

"Yes," was the reply; "and the statues on the sides are those of Penn and
Franklin."

Just at that moment two women, evidently from the country, came sauntering
along and halted near our party.

"What building 's that?" asked one of the other. "It's right nice-lookin',
isn't it?"

"Yes; and don't you see the name there up over the door?"

"Oh, yes, to be sure! Pennsylvany! Goin' in, Elmiry?"

"Of course; that's the thing to do. Do you see? There's the old b