The ride in the cars was long and dusty, to be sure, but who cared for that when there was
something so delightful to look forward to at the end?
And it did not seem so very long after all, for there was so much to talk about, and there were so many plans to make for the summer, that before they knew it the conductor called out “Sandy Shore,” and they were at their summer home.
There was the old stage waiting at the station. In a few minutes all were comfortably seated, and off they went.
Oh, what rejoicings there were to be at home again, for the children always persisted in calling their country place home, and their house in the city as a sort of place where they must work and improve as much as possible.