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driving. A party of twelve, on the shores of Lake 

 Wachusett, with royal accommodations in the number 

 and size of tents and hammocks and three boats at a 

 private landing, diverted us at the time. But, as the sea- 

 son waned, we pined, and before October was gone we 

 were permitted to revolve around the "Hub" for two 

 weeks, supposed to be quite safe, while so near the centre 

 of civilization. It was like a June day when we sat on 

 the rocks at Nahant, and like November when dreariest, 

 as we drove around Marblehead Neck, and watched the 

 ocean so dark and angry ; while the chill winds pierced 

 our thickest wraps only a few days later. We shall not 

 soon forget our drive from Cambridge to Hingham in the 

 severest northeast storm of the season, or our delight 

 on the rocks at Nantasket, after this three-days' storm 

 cleared, and we felt the dashing spray. Our "Hub" 

 journey was none the less interesting for being familiar, 

 and we did not omit the attractions of Wellesley on our 

 way home. 



Early in the following July, the New Hampshire tramp 

 law having come to our rescue, we once more turned our 

 faces toward the ever beautiful Lake Winnipiseogee. 

 We renewed our acquaintance with the Canterbury 

 Shakers, and as we always avail ourselves of whatever 

 is new or interesting in our path, stopped over for a day 

 at Weirs Landing to witness the inauguration of the 

 Unitarian grove meetings. After the opening of this 

 feast of reason we were of one mind, and without delay 

 provided good board and care for our horse for a week, 

 and settled down to three and four services a day. 

 After the accomplishment of this feat we visited points 



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