it many woods, and there are big
forests around Lake Sagatook where Grandma Bell lives. You must be careful
not to get lost in them."
"I'll be careful," promised Russ.
A little later the train puffed in at a small station and there the
Bunkers got out. They saw, waiting, a big automobile, though it was not as
nice as the one they had at home.
"Are you the Bunkers?" asked a man standing near the automobile.
"Yes," answered Mr. Bunker. "Were you waiting for us?"
"I was. Mrs. Bell hired me to come over and get you. You see I'm about the
only one that's got an auto in these parts, and as it's quite a drive
through the woods for a team, Mrs. Bell thought maybe I'd better come in
my machine."
"I'm glad you did," said Mr. Bunker. "There will be room for all of us in
it."
"Yes, and the baggage too," said the man, who said he was Mr. Jim Mead.
"When I get an auto I want one big enough for the whole family. Pile in
now, children, and make yourselves at home."
"Do you know our Grandma Bell?" asked Russ of Mr. Mead.
"I should say I did!" he answered. "She and I are neighbors and good
friends. Pile in and I'll soon have you out at the lake."
"Is it a nice lake?" asked Vi.
"It is indeed, little pussy," answered Mr. Mead, playfully pinching her
chubby cheek. "It's the finest lake in the world. And it's as blue as his
eyes," and he pointed to Mun Bun, who was kicking the big auto tires with
the toes of his shoes to see how hard they were.
"I guess we'll like it there," said Rose, as she smoothed out her doll's
dress.
"I'm going to swim!" declared Russ.
"Well, pile in, and I'll soon have you at Grandma Bell's," said Mr. Mead,
and very quickly the automobile was chugging along a woodland road, under
tall, green trees.
"There's the house," said Mr. Mead, in about half an hour, as he pointed
through the trees. The children had a glimpse of a big white house near
the shore of a blue lake amid the trees, and a little later they were
getting out of the machine on the dri
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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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