212 THE DRIVE TO GREAT ROCK 



was so afraid he might fall. But he got back all 

 right and said he couldn't think why we had all 

 been so frightened about him. 



We gathered some poplar leaves from other 

 trees, because they were so pretty, and after that 

 we were ready to go back. The Great Rock was 

 so far from home we couldn't stay long. 



Kate Hood made a wreath of the poplar leaves 

 to put on Tommy's head, because he was such a 

 wonderful climber. Philip wanted one too, as 

 he had seen the red-winged blackbird. Then I 

 wanted one, and Mrs. Todd, and soon even Grand- 

 mother had a wreath on her head. We came down 

 from the high place much quicker than we had 

 gone up. There was a brake on the carriage, and 

 the horses went very fast. 



" We mustn't forget that we are to sing," Philip 

 said, when we were out on the road again. He 

 now sat in front with Barney, and Tommy had 

 his place between Kate and me. " Let's sing 

 ' John Brown's body lies a-mould'ring in the 

 grave.' " 



He began and we were all joining in the chorus, 

 when Grandmother stood half way up in her seat 

 and asked: "Tommy, isn't that your strange 

 girl?" 



We were passing a meadow nearly all clover, 

 and not far from the fence a girl was lying among 

 the pink blossoms. She had straight hair which 

 hung down by the sides of her face. I knew in a 



