The log or diary of our automobile voyage through Maine and the White Mountains . r was up among the eaves, and thefloor was covered with rags (I mean a ragcarpet), and the bed was one of those oldRevolutionary things that it takes a ladderto climb up into it. I felt awfully dreamyand spooky, however, up there all alone;rather I guess I was afraid I was notalone. There were so many little nooksand dark corners that I could not get thecandles to light them all up, and I guessI expected ghosts and goblins to stalk outany moment. I burned my fingers tryingto get the pesky candles to bu
The log or diary of our automobile voyage through Maine and the White Mountains . r was up among the eaves, and thefloor was covered with rags (I mean a ragcarpet), and the bed was one of those oldRevolutionary things that it takes a ladderto climb up into it. I felt awfully dreamyand spooky, however, up there all alone;rather I guess I was afraid I was notalone. There were so many little nooksand dark corners that I could not get thecandles to light them all up, and I guessI expected ghosts and goblins to stalk outany moment. I burned my fingers tryingto get the pesky candles to burn morebrightly. There was a feather bed underme and one to put over mc, and I climbedup into that bed and hid my head underthe covers, so I could not see the dancingshadows in the corner. I just dreamed alot of night-marey things about old-fash-ioned men with big shoe buckles andswords. Once I awoke screeching. I donot remember at what, but Dad camerushing in, and instead of having sympa-thy for me, he told me to have a little forthe rest of the folks in the house. I tried 73. to be quiet. At last I heard a big grand-fathers clock somewhere in the housestrike 5 and I knew that all self-respectingspooks always departed at daylight, so Iturned my face to the wall and my! butI slept, and soundly too. 75 Thursday, September 17, 9 A. M. Awakened with a start, for a time Icould not place myself, and nearly tum-bled out of bed before I remembered whata high and mighty affair I had been sleep-ing in. I climbed down and proceeded todon my clothes. While I was thus en-gaged I took a peep at the weather. Itwas one of those hopelessly dreary,weepy fall days, the first bad weather w^ehad had since leaving home. I supposethat upon the whole things turned out forthe best, for we could not have gotten any-where in such weather even had Billiebeen in a condition to travel. I did wish,however, that our present abiding placewere a bit nearer some city. 10, dressedat last. I got badly lost lookin
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