“It’s well worth seeing,” said George.
The following morning directly after breakfast, the Go Ahead boys were speeding swiftly toward the beautiful Jersey town which was to be their destination. The ride across the rolling country, with its frequent streams and hills and villages, was most attractive. Many beautiful homes, erected by the people of the great city beyond the borders of the state, added much to the beauty of the scenery.
However, the enthusiasm of the boys reached its highest point when at last they arrived at Morristown. The combination of age with the best that the thought of modern times could accomplish in the architecture of the houses was most impressive. Beautiful homes, many of which had extensive lawns and shade trees and the many evidences of thrift and prosperity to be seen on every side, were most attractive.
The first duty of the boys, however, was to visit the garage to which they had been directed by George’s father. Here, however, again their efforts proved unavailing. The missing car was not found. An automobile of the same make and concerning which there was some question of ownership was still in the garage, but the Go Ahead boys speedily decided that they had no claim to its possession.
“I don’t believe we’ll ever find the car,” said Fred despondently when the boys departed from the garage.
“I guess you have forgotten our name,” suggested John. “We are the Go Ahead boys, not the Give Up boys.”
“That’s all right,” spoke up George, “but just now I am going to show you some of the sights of this old historic town.”
“Did Washington sleep here?” inquired Fred demurely.
“He lived here for a while,” explained George, “but the British tried to find out whether he was asleep or not. They never found him asleep.”
“Still I suppose he did sleep sometimes.”