CHAPTER XIV. 



THE KENNEBEC JOURNEY. 



"I should think you would give up your carriage 

 journey this year, and go to the World's Fair." 



We cannot tell you how many times this was said to 

 us, but often enough to become trite. Give up a carriage 

 journey when we had not missed one for more than 

 twenty summers ! What an idea ! Our friends could go 

 to the World's Fair, and tell us many things, and we 

 could read volumes about it, but who could take a 

 carriage journey for us? 



All that is neither here nor there, however, for we 

 believe things will be as they are to be, and for all we 

 knew the journey, and Fair too, were in store for us. So 

 we waited until our summer program should be revealed 

 to us. For a time it seemed as if "Home, Sweet Home" 

 would claim us, but the way cleared after a while, and a 

 two weeks' journey with Jerry began to assume form. 

 Two weeks are better than none, but where could we go 

 in two weeks? Through the mountains, to be sure, but 

 when we go to the mountains, we like to go via Dixville 

 Notch or Boston, and take a month for it. Berkshire 

 came next to mind, but we like to take those unsurpassed 

 drives at the beginning or end of a long journey. We 

 were perplexed, and wondered what we were to do. 



In such times of doubt, we usually drive to Boston and 

 there await revelation. Since this last experience we 

 shall always be ready to trust Boston's oracular power, 



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