CHAPTER X
THE LAND OF “CAT-FISH AND WAFFLES”
It was a tired party that tumbled into bed that night but the long ride in the fresh air made them sleep like tops and they awoke the next morning entirely refreshed, and ready to start out again on their investigations of the City of Brotherly Love.
“To-day I am not going to open my mouth,” said Helen. “I talked altogether too much yesterday.”
“You were a wonder,” said Tom, admiringly. “I wish I could remember dates the way you do.”
“Hush,” said Helen, with a finger on her lip. “My energetic grandfather blocked out the whole history of Philadelphia in the revolutionary days for me, so it was not my unaided memory that reeled off all that information. Any way, I’m going to sit back and have the rest of you inform me to-day about the places we shall see.”
“What are we going to see?” inquired Roger. “Mother, you know this village; can’t you make out a list for us?”
Mrs. Morton said that she had some suggestions to make and Roger jotted them down in a book.
“There are one or two churches,” she said, “which have an interest because they are old, or have connection with some important person or because there is some strangeness about the way they are built.”
“I shall like those,” said Ethel Blue. “I’m going to try to draw some of the doorways for Miss Graham. She asked me to draw any little thing about buildings that I thought would interest her.”
“You’ll see some old-timey doorways in Rittenhouse Square,” said Mrs. Morton. “That is like Washington Square in New York, only here the whole square has been preserved in its former beauty. You’ll find more than one doorway, and which will be worth putting into your sketch book.”