d through their supper. They were interested in seeing the colored
porter make the beds when they got back to their own coach.
He pulled out the bottom parts of two seats, until they met in the middle.
Then he fastened them together, pulled down what seemed to be a big shelf
overhead, and from this recess, or closet, he took blankets, curtains,
sheets, pillows, cases and everything needed for nice, clean beds.
As Mrs. Bunker was afraid the children might roll out of the upper berths
in the night if the train went fast or swayed, they all had lower berths.
Soon the children with their heaviest clothing taken off, were stretched
out and, a little later, lulled by the clickity-click-clack of the wheels,
they were deep in slumber.
The younger children did not awaken all night, but Rose and Russ both said
they did once during the hours of darkness.
"And I heard a baby cry," said Rose. "Was it the one I took for my doll?"
"I guess it was, Little Helper," answered her mother, the next morning
when Rose told about it.
After breakfast, eaten at little tables in the dining car, the lady
brought the baby down for Rose and all the other little Bunkers to see.
"Oh, isn't she cute?" cried Rose, "I wish we could keep her!"
"I'm glad you like her," said the baby's mother, "but I want to keep her
for myself."
Once more it was daylight, and as the train rumbled on toward Lake
Sagatook, the Bunkers looked from the windows, or looked again at the
picture books their father had bought for them.
"When shall we be there?" asked Russ, for perhaps the tenth time. He was
getting a bit tired of train travel.
"We'll get in at the station about noon," his father told him, "but we
have to drive about five miles in a wagon or an auto to get to Grandma
Bell's place. That is on the shore of Lake Sagatook."
"And I hope none of you fall in," said Mrs. Bunker.
"We'll get a boat," said Russ.
"And I hope it won't sink," added Vi, remembering her last boat ride.
"Oh, say! I've thought of a
Notka biograficzna
Reverend Nehemiah Adams (born February 19, 1806; died October 6, 1878) was an American clergyman and writer. He was born in Salem, Massachusetts, in 1806 to Nehemiah Adams and Mehitabel Torrey Adams. He graduated from Harvard University in 1826, and from Andover Theological Seminary in 1829. He was ordained as co-pastor of First Congregational Church in Cambridge, Massachusetts, that same year. In 1832, he married Martha Hooper.
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Joanna Baillie (September 11, 1762February 23, 1851) was a Scottish poet and dramatist. Baillie was very well-known during her lifetime and, though a woman, intended her plays not for the closet but for the stage. Admired both for her literary powers and her sweetness of disposition, her cottage at Hampstead was the centre of a brilliant literary society. Baillie died at the age of 88, her faculties remaining unimpaired to the last.