He aint in any hurry, I know, an' I'm ahead o' time." In less than twenty minutes we had packed our trunk, locked up the house, and were in the stage, and, as we drove away, we cast a last admiring look at Euphemia's sign, slowly swinging in the wind.

I would much like to know if it is swinging there yet.

I feel certain there has been no lack of custom.
We stopped at Mrs.Carson's, paid her what we owed her, and engaged her to go up to the tavern and put things in order.

She was very sorry we were going, but hoped we would come back again some other summer.

We said that it was quite possible that we might do so; but that, next time, we did not think we would try to have a tavern of our own..