sent.
Their breakfast had been so copious, they would scarcely be in a hurry
for dinner, and would, therefore, have the whole day before them.

Mrs. Peterkin could put up the remains of the breakfast for luncheon.

But how should they go? The carryall, in spite of its name, could hardly
take the whole family, though they might squeeze in six, as the little
boys did not take up much room.

Elizabeth Eliza suggested that she could spend the night at
grandfather's.

Indeed, she had been planning a visit there, and would not object to
staying some days. This would make it easier about coming home, but it
did not settle the difficulty in getting there.

Why not "Ride and Tie"?

The little boys were fond of walking; so was Mr. Peterkin; and Agamemnon
and Solomon John did not object to their turn. Mrs. Peterkin could sit
in the carriage, when it was waiting for the pedestrians to come up; or,
she said, she did not object to a little turn of walking. Mr. Peterkin
would start, with Solomon John and the little boys, before the rest,
and Agamemnon should drive his mother and Elizabeth Eliza to the first
stopping-place.

Then came up another question,--of Elizabeth Eliza's trunk. If she stayed
a few days, she would need to carry something. It might be hot, and it
might be cold.

Just as soon as she carried her thin things, she would need her heaviest
wraps.

You never could depend upon the weather. Even "Probabilities" got you no
farther than to-day.

In an inspired moment, Elizabeth Eliza bethought herself of the
expressman. She would send her trunk by the express, and she left the
table directly to go and pack it. Mrs. Peterkin busied herself with
Amanda over the remains of the breakfast. Mr. Peterkin and Agamemnon
went to order the horse and the expressman, and Solomon John and the
little boys prepared themselves for a pedestrian excursion.

Elizabeth Eliza found it difficult to pack in a hurry; there were so
many things she might want, and then again she might not. She must
put up her music, because her grandfather had a piano; and then she
bethought herself of Agamemnon's flute, and decided to pick out a volume
or two of the Encyclopaedia. But it was hard to decide, all by herself,
whether to take G for griddle-cakes, or M for maple-syrup, or T for
tree. She would take as many as she could make room for.

She put up her work-box and two extra work-baskets, and she must take
some French books she had never yet f