But then it always makes me feel nearer home to see the actual water which is the only thing between us,—of which you at Brighton see but another part.
Wednesday.... We have spent the day quietly here, and shall very likely drive to Portland in one day tomorrow,—30 miles is not much for a rested horse. He has not been out today, except for a short drive on the broad smooth sands which stretch for miles here.
It is deliciously cool here by the ocean,—Dr. Sewall says ‘cold,’ and borrows my old blue jacket.
It is very pleasant and restful after Boston. If Portland is hot, we may return here for a few days on our way back.
Goodbye, darling. Yours lovingly,
Soph.”
“Atlantic House,
August 9th. 1867.
Darling Mother,
Here we are staying again on the very verge of the Atlantic, having found Portland more gay than restful, and desiring some perfect quiet before we get home again.