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Cohasset to Hingham, where we went for a handful of 

 letters only equalled by that parcel at Providence. 



Oh, how cold it was the next day ! The thought of 

 Nantasket Beach made us shiver, and preferring to think 

 of it as in "other days," we turned our faces inland and 

 drove a pretty back way to South Hingham. Of course 

 we could have driven right into Boston, but it was Satur- 

 day, and we thought we would have a quiet Sunday 

 somewhere and go into the city Monday. After pro- 

 tracted consultation we agreed on a place, but when we 

 got there there was no room for us, as a minstrel troupe 

 had taken possession. Hotels four, eight and nine miles 

 distant were suggested. In consideration of Jerry we 

 chose the four miles' drive. We will not tell you the 

 name of the town, suffice it to say we left immediately 

 after breakfast. It was a beautiful morning — far too 

 lovely to be spoiled by uncongenial surroundings. We 

 intended to drive to the next town, where we had been 

 told there was a hotel. We found none, however, but 

 were assured there was one in the next. So we went on, 

 like one in pursuit of the end of the rainbow, until the 

 last man said he thought there was no hotel nearer than 

 the Norfolk House ! 



Here we were almost in Boston, Sunday, after all the 

 miles we had driven to avoid it. "All's well that ends 

 well," however, and a little visit with the "Shaybacks" at 

 home, not "in camp," could not have been on Monday, 

 and before we reached the Norfolk House we were taken 

 possession of for the night by a whole household of hos- 

 pitable friends. 



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