"I suppose it does," said Sam, "but I never was here. I don't think the streets are as wide as they are in New York."
"Oh, we've got some wide streets," said. Julia, jealous of the fair fame of her native city. "This isn't the best part of Boston, by any means. Wait till you see the common."
"Shall we pass it?"
"I don't know," said Julia; "I guess we shall."
They did, in fact, go through a side street to Tremont, and drove alongside of the common.
"What do you think of that?" asked Julia, triumphantly.
"Is that the common?"
"Yes; isn't it pretty?"
"It's small," answered Sam. "Is it the biggest park you have got?"
"Isn't it big enough?" retorted Julia.