a Boston paper along and reading about "The
Minder". Every once in awhile someone would stop her. We had
great fun. Afterward
Mrs. P. & Mrs. M. went up stairs
to bed and I changed some films and took my wheel and caught up with
Alice, Wiltsie, Gurdon, the
buckboard, umbrellas, cushion, novels, &c. on the bridge. I took a
little ride on the sand while Gurdon
was "shedding" his shoes and stockings, and then we camped out on the
shady(?) side of a sand dune. Wiltsie, just below us, soon fell asleep, with the
Boston paper
in his hand and a "small bot" (ap- ollinaris) stuck in the sand
beside him. The children played on the distant shore and "slid down
the dunes" and Alice and I enjoyed
a long and delightful chat and siesta. Saw a fine steam yacht crossing
from York to Kennebunk or
Portland. After awhile Wiltsie waked up and corked up a message
"Compliments of Gurdon C. Wolfe.
Newtonville, Mass - James
! another small box!"
and in the bottle, and cast it on the sea.
Then came back and played antics with
Alice and careered with Gurdon. About half an hour afterward we saw
a couple find the bottle and go all thro' the motions of surprise,
curiosity, eagerness - &c. &c. until it was uncorked and the paper
extracted - with that they went off triumphant. Before
a Boston paper along and reading about "The
Minder". Every once in awhile someone would stop her. We had
great fun. Afterward
Mrs. P. & Mrs. M. went up stairs
to bed and I changed some films and took my wheel and caught up with
Alice, Wiltsie, Gurdon, the
buckboard, umbrellas, cushion, novels, &c. on the bridge. I took a
little ride on the sand while Gurdon
was "shedding" his shoes and stockings, and then we camped out on the
shady(?) side of a sand dune. Wiltsie, just below us, soon fell asleep, with the
Boston paper
in his hand and a "small bot" (ap- ollinaris) stuck in the sand
beside him. The children played on the distant shore and "slid down
the dunes" and Alice and I enjoyed
a long and delightful chat and siesta. Saw a fine steam yacht crossing
from York to Kennebunk or
Portland. After awhile Wiltsie waked up and corked up a message
"Compliments of Gurdon C. Wolfe.
Newtonville, Mass - James
! another small box!"
and in the bottle, and cast it on the sea.
Then came back and played antics with
Alice and careered with Gurdon. About half an hour afterward we saw
a couple find the bottle and go all thro' the motions of surprise,
curiosity, eagerness - &c. &c. until it was uncorked and the paper
extracted - with that they went off triumphant. Before
a Boston paper along and reading about "The
Minder". Every once in awhile someone would stop her. We had
great fun. Afterward
Mrs. P. & Mrs. M. went up stairs
to bed and I changed some films and took my wheel and caught up with
Alice, Wiltsie, Gurdon, the
buckboard, umbrellas, cushion, novels, &c. on the bridge. I took a
little ride on the sand while Gurdon
was "shedding" his shoes and stockings, and then we camped out on the
shady(?) side of a sand dune. Wiltsie, just below us, soon fell asleep, with the
Boston paper
in his hand and a "small bot" (ap- ollinaris) stuck in the sand
beside him. The children played on the distant shore and "slid down
the dunes" and Alice and I enjoyed
a long and delightful chat and siesta. Saw a fine steam yacht crossing
from York to Kennebunk or
Portland. After awhile Wiltsie waked up and corked up a message
"Compliments of Gurdon C. Wolfe.
Newtonville, Mass - James
! another small box!"
and in the bottle, and cast it on the sea.
Then came back and played antics with
Alice and careered with Gurdon. About half an hour afterward we saw
a couple find the bottle and go all thro' the motions of surprise,
curiosity, eagerness - &c. &c. until it was uncorked and the paper
extracted - with that they went off triumphant. Before
