They joined the rest of the party at Tatham Corners, where they
were all to meet and consult where they were to go. Mrs. Peterkin
called to Agamemnon, as soon as he appeared. She had been
holding the barometer and the thermometer, and they waggled so
that it troubled her. It was hard keeping the thermometer out of
the sun, which would make it so warm. It really took away her
pleasure, holding the things. Agamemnon decided to get into the
carryall, on the seat with his father, and take the barometer and
thermometer.
The consultation went on. Should they go to Cherry Swamp, or
Lonetown Hill? You had the view if you went to Lonetown Hill,
but maybe the drive to Cherry Swamp was prettier.
Somebody suggested asking the lady from Philadelphia, as the
picnic was got up for her.
But where was she?
"I declare," said Mr. Peterkin, "I forgot to stop for her!" The whole
picnic there, and no lady from Philadelphia!
It seemed the horse had twitched his head in a threatening manner
as they passed the house, and Mr. Peterkin had forgotten to stop,
and Mrs. Peterkin had been so busy managing the thermometers
that she had not noticed, and the wagon had followed on behind.
Mrs. Peterkin was in despair. She knew they had forgotten
something! She did not like to have Mr. Peterkin make a short
turn, and it was getting late, and what would the lady from
Philadelphia think of it, and had they not better give it all up?
But everybody said "No!" and Mr.
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