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A Desultory Pilgrimage 



MANY of our friends seem to be taking auto 

 mobile trips during the summer months 

 very rapid trips, since, as they explain, &quot;it 

 strains the machine to go too slowly, you 

 know.&quot; Jonathan and I wanted to take a trip 

 too, and we looked about us on the old farm 

 for a conveyance. The closest scrutiny failed 

 to discover an automobile, but there were 

 other vehicles there was the old sleigh in 

 the back of the woodshed, where the hens 

 loved to steal nests, and the old surrey, 

 shabby but willing, and the business wagon, 

 still shabbier but no less willing; there were 

 the two lumber wagons, one rather more 

 lumbering than the other; and there were also 

 various farming vehicles whose names and 

 uses I have never fathomed, with knives and 

 long raking arrangements, very uncomfortable 

 to step over when hunting in the dark corners 

 of the barns for hens nests or new kittens. 



