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the lovely drive of eight miles. We could go across from 

 Plymouth to Centre Harbor, and thence to Conway, as 

 we had planned, but we would not. We had been de- 

 feated and determined to stay so. The drive along the 

 valley was as lovely as ever, and a look of pleasant recog- 

 nition was on the face of our hostess at the "Stinson 

 House" in Rumney. After supper we took our sketch 

 book and strolled through the meadow to the river bank, 

 quite artist like. We spent the next day quietly in our 

 room, reading and writing, until towards night, then 

 drove two miles to call on a lady who had found us out 

 through the Transcript, and assured us a welcome if we 

 ever drove to Rumney again. We had a delightful hour 

 with our new friends, and left them with a promise to 

 return in the morning for a few days. 



It would fill the Transcript if we were to tell you all 

 we enjoyed in that little visit, the adventures, pedestrian 

 excursions, camping on islands, nights in caves and 

 barns, related by our friends, which made us long to ex- 

 plore for ourselves the region about Rumney. Some of 

 the Transcript readers may remember a letter two years 

 ago (Feb. 15, 1884), from one of a party of six who 

 braved Franconia Notch in winter. We read it with 

 great interest at the time, and wondered from which 

 house in Rumney so brave and jolly a party started. Our 

 curiosity was more than gratified by finding ourselves 

 guests in the hospitable home, and by meeting several of 

 the party, two of whom arrived from Boston while we 

 were there. One morning we bowled in the loft of the 

 ideal barn, and one rainy afternoon we had lessons in 

 perspective. Miss D. proved a good instructor, and we 



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