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bury Shakers you will not wonder that we have been 

 there four times. It is a restful place, away from the 

 world of turmoil, and the sisters are pleasant hostesses. 

 They are free to investigate in any direction, and we 

 talked of Theosophy and all the advanced ideas of today. 

 Sunday morning a sister brought in several books for us 

 to look over, and we lent her one, which she liked so 

 much we left it with her, taking some Shaker pamphlets 

 in exchange at her suggestion. 



We deemed it a special favor to be invited to attend 

 meeting, as their services are not open to the public. If 

 we had not such a long journey to tell you about, we 

 would like to tell you of that meeting, which interested 

 us very much. 



Last year we hurried along the coast to reach Old 

 Orchard before the Fourth of July, as Jerry sometimes 

 objects to fire crackers. This time we had fixed upon 

 Weirs as a celebrating point, and after dinner with the 

 Shakers, we started off for the eighteen miles' drive. We 

 had not driven an hour before a fearfully ominous cloud 

 loomed up, which grew blacker and blacker, and very 

 ugly looking. We sped through the street of Belmont, 

 and barely got inside the little hotel when the rain fell in 

 sheets, and the lightning flashed in all directions. We 

 watched the storm until the rain fell moderately, and the 

 thunder rumbled in the distance, and then called for 

 Jerry, for night would overtake us surely if we delayed 

 longer. We drove briskly to Laconia, and then came a 

 hard pull over roads repaired with sods. The sun was 

 just setting when we surveyed Lake Winnipiseogee from 

 the top of the hill which leads down to the Weirs, and the 



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