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need a carriage, and might never get there if we 

 attempted to go by cars, so we concluded a morning walk 

 would do us good. We crossed the ferry to Jersey City, 

 and were entertained by a company of men "drilling," 

 and a company of young men and maidens dressed up in 

 their best for an excursion somewhere, until the nine 

 o'clock train was announced. An hour or more took us 

 to Plainfield, where the day was given up to visiting in 

 good earnest. We enjoyed it all so much that we were 

 easily persuaded to spend the night. 



At ten o'clock next morning we took the train for New 

 York, where we made a call, did a little shopping, walked 

 over Brooklyn Bridge, and spent the night with friends 

 in the city. It rained the next day, and as there was 

 nothing to do we did nothing, and enjoyed it all the 

 morning. After luncheon we found our way to the boat 

 again, and at three o'clock were off for New Haven. It 

 was a pleasant sail, in spite of the showers, and we sat 

 on deck all the way, enjoying everything, and wondering 

 how many letters we should have, and if Charlie was all 

 right. We were due at New Haven at eight o'clock in 

 the evening, and before nine we were at the hotel and 

 had fled to our room, wondering what it meant by our 

 receiving no letters. 



We requested everything to be in readiness for us 

 directly after breakfast next morning — Charlie shod, the 

 terra-cotta covering removed from our phaeton, axles 

 oiled, etc. We lost no time on our way to the post office. 

 As we gave our names slowly and distinctly at the 

 delivery box, that no mistake might be made, out came 

 the letters — one, two, three, four — one remailed from 



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