overlooking the lake we lay postrate and watched the lake & the people trying to ride home by the beach - and each other and talked & told fortunes (a little) and were happy. Then we walked back by the railroad and a pretty bridge and a bit of picturesque road. Then lemonade lovely red clovers and started for home about 6:15 - and it was a gorgeous ride. The sun was low enough so that the sky & clouds & fields took colors of blues & purples and rose & green - and the air was sweet and it was good to be alive. We rested again near the poplar tree and ate Ned's sandwiches & Edith's cookies - and further on we disposed of three pints of milk - bought of a good-natured woman who wore a red mother Hubbard and chased chickens! Helen Davis invited us all home with her to have "scrambled eggs &c." and Ned, Edith & I accepted. I stopped at the wide-water bridge to watch the red sun go down and see the lights & shadows & the beautiful - distant city and St. Paul's lovely new tower above the trees. Charlotte welcomed me with a kiss & took me to her room, where I shed a
overlooking the lake we lay postrate and watched the lake & the people trying to ride home by the beach - and each other and talked & told fortunes (a little) and were happy. Then we walked back by the railroad and a pretty bridge and a bit of picturesque road. Then lemonade lovely red clovers and started for home about 6:15 - and it was a gorgeous ride. The sun was low enough so that the sky & clouds & fields took colors of blues & purples and rose & green - and the air was sweet and it was good to be alive. We rested again near the poplar tree and ate Ned's sandwiches & Edith's cookies - and further on we disposed of three pints of milk - bought of a good-natured woman who wore a red mother Hubbard and chased chickens! Helen Davis invited us all home with her to have "scrambled eggs &c." and Ned, Edith & I accepted. I stopped at the wide-water bridge to watch the red sun go down and see the lights & shadows & the beautiful - distant city and St. Paul's lovely new tower above the trees. Charlotte welcomed me with a kiss & took me to her room, where I shed a
overlooking the lake we lay postrate and watched the lake & the people trying to ride home by the beach - and each other and talked & told fortunes (a little) and were happy. Then we walked back by the railroad and a pretty bridge and a bit of picturesque road. Then lemonade lovely red clovers and started for home about 6:15 - and it was a gorgeous ride. The sun was low enough so that the sky & clouds & fields took colors of blues & purples and rose & green - and the air was sweet and it was good to be alive. We rested again near the poplar tree and ate Ned's sandwiches & Edith's cookies - and further on we disposed of three pints of milk - bought of a good-natured woman who wore a red mother Hubbard and chased chickens! Helen Davis invited us all home with her to have "scrambled eggs &c." and Ned, Edith & I accepted. I stopped at the wide-water bridge to watch the red sun go down and see the lights & shadows & the beautiful - distant city and St. Paul's lovely new tower above the trees. Charlotte welcomed me with a kiss & took me to her room, where I shed a
