(I wonder whether she means you or James!) But as soon as they have ended their visit, if nothing happens, you may expect to see our family landing from the Julia Burton, some fine morning.

I have been pent up in the city now almost six months, and I am impatient to get into the country again--especially among the trout-streams about your quiet little village.
I have often thought of the sport we had the day we went up to Dungeon Brook.

I know it rained hard, but the string of trout we caught beat any thing of the kind I ever happened to see.
But I've got some good news for you.

Father has decided to spend part of the winter at Uncle Joe's, and he promises to take you and me with him; so you can begin to pack up your duds as soon as you wish.
That trout-pole you made for me last winter met with a serious accident a few days since.

One of my schoolmates invited me to go up the river with him, and try a perch-bed he had accidentally discovered.