arpets on their shoulders, she sighed
and said, "There is nothing left," and meekly consented to be led
away.

They reached the new house to find Mr. Peterkin sitting calmly in a
rocking chair on the piazza, watching the oxen coming into the
opposite barn. He was waiting for the keys, which Solomon John had
taken back with him. The little boys were in a horse-chestnut tree, at
the side of the house.

Agamemnon opened the door. The passages were crowded with furniture,
the floors were strewn with books; the bureau was upstairs that was to
stand in a lower bedroom; there was not a place to lay a table,--there
was nothing to lay upon it; for the knives and plates and spoons had
not come, and although the tables were there they were covered with
chairs and boxes.

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At this moment came a covered basket from the lady from Philadelphia.
It contained a choice supper, and forks and spoons, and at the same
moment appeared a pot of hot tea from an opposite neighbor. They
placed all this on the back of a bookcase lying upset, and sat around
it. Solomon John came rushing in from the gate.

"The last load is coming! We are all moved!" he exclaimed; and the
little boys joined in a chorus, "We are moved! we are moved!"

Mrs. Peterkin looked sadly round; the kitchen utensils were lying on
the parlor lounge, and an old family gun on Elizabeth Eliza's hat-box.
The parlor clock stood on a barrel; some coal-scuttles had been placed
on the parlor table, a bust of Washington stood in the door-way, and
the looking-glasses leaned against the pillars of the piazza. But they
were moved! Mrs. Peterkin felt, indeed, that they were very much
moved.

THE PETERKINS DECIDE TO LEARN THE LANGUAGES.

Certainly now was the time to study the languages. The Peterkins had
moved into a new house, far more convenient than their old one, where
they would have a place for everything and everything in its place. Of
course they would then have more time.

Elizabeth Eliza recalled the troubles of the old house; how for a long
time she was obliged to sit outside of the window upon the piazza,
when she wanted to play on her piano.

Mrs. Peterkin reminded them of the difficulty about the table-cloths.
The upper table-cloth was kept in a trunk that had to stand in front
of the door to the closet under the stairs. But the under table-cloth
was kept in a drawer in the closet. So, whenever the cloths were
changed, the trunk had to be pu