14000 MILES 



Two and a half days' driving up hill and down to 

 Dover, and over a good road through Rochester and 

 Farmington, brought us to Alton Bay, where we all went 

 on board the Mt. Washington for the sail of thirty miles 

 to Centre Harbor. Jerry was tied in the bow, and as we 

 got under way the wind was so strong we should have 

 had to wrap him up in our shawls and waterproofs if the 

 captain had not invited him inside. We braved it on 

 deck, for Lake Winnipiseogee is too pretty to lose. 



We "did" Centre Harbor some years ago, so drove on 

 directly we landed. At Moultonboro we stopped to 

 make some inquiries, and while waiting, the clouds grew 

 very mysterious, looking as if a cyclone or something 

 was at hand, and we decided to spend the night there. 

 The people were looking anxiously at the angry sky ; and 

 the Cleveland flag was hastily taken down ; but no sooner 

 were we and the flag under cover than the sun came out 

 bright, dispelling the blackness. We wished we had gone 

 on as we intended, and looked enviously on the Harrison 

 flag, which waved triumphantly, not afraid of a little 

 cloud. 



We saw a large trunk by the roadside as we drove 

 through the woods next morning. We gave all sorts of 

 explanations for a good-looking trunk being left in such 

 an out-of-the-way place, but, not being "reporters," we 

 did not "investigate" or "interview," but dismissed the 

 matter with, "Why, probably it was left there for the 

 stage." We do not feel quite satisfied yet, for why any 

 one should carry a trunk half a mile to take a stage when 

 we had no reason to think there was any stage to take, 

 is still a mystery. 



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