Mr. Peterkin would start, with Solomon John and
the little boys, before the rest, and Agamemnon should drive his
mother and Elizabeth Eliza to the first stopping-place.
Then came up another question,of Elizabeth Eliza's trunk. If she
stayed a few days, she would need to carry something. It might be
hot, and it might be cold.
Just as soon as she carried her thin things, she would need her
heaviest wraps.
You never could depend upon the weather. Even "Probabilities"
got you no farther than to-day.
In an inspired moment, Elizabeth Eliza bethought herself of the
expressman. She would send her trunk by the express, and she left
the table directly to go and pack it. Mrs. Peterkin busied herself
with Amanda over the remains of the breakfast. Mr. Peterkin and
Agamemnon went to order the horse and the expressman, and
Solomon John and the little boys prepared themselves for a
pedestrian excursion.
Elizabeth Eliza found it difficult to pack in a hurry; there were so
many things she might want, and then again she might not. She
must put up her music, because her grandfather had a piano; and
then she bethought herself of Agamemnon's flute, and decided to
pick out a volume or two of the Encyclop?dia. But it was hard to
decide, all by herself, whether to take G for griddle-cakes, or M for
maple-syrup, or T for tree. She would take as many as she could
make room for.
She put up her work-box and two extra work-baskets, and she must
take some French books she had never yet found time to read.
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