I wish he'd give another performance.

Early in the morning he has to go to Boston." Jack pushed my paws from his knees and went outdoors, and I began to think that I would very much like to see those performing animals.

It was not yet tea time, and I would have plenty of time to take a run down to the hotel where they were staying, so I set out.

It was a lovely autumn evening.

The sun was going down in a haze, and it was quite warm.
Earlier in the day I had heard Mr.Morris say that this was our Indian summer, and that we should soon have cold weather.
Fairport was a pretty little town, and from the principal street one could look out upon the blue water of the bay and see the island opposite, which was quite deserted now, for all the summer visitors had gone home, and the Island House was shut up.
I was running down one of the steep side streets that led to the water when I met a heavily-laden cart coming up.