end of the wagon, moving it up and down like a churn-dash.

"I do hope this wind will go down," sighed Emily.

"Well, it will," said simple Flyaway; "I _hear_ it going."

"It is head wind and a heavy sea," remarked the captain; "but never fear;
we shall weather the storm. We are now on the southern coast of Ireland.
I don't think," added she, in a different tone, "it is best to be
shipwrecked, children--do you? We will hurry into Liverpool, and then I
think it likely your little visitors may enjoy keeping house with your
dolls, or having a nice swing."

"I wish I could eat something," said Dotty, with a solemn face; "but I'm
too sick."

"So'm I," groaned Flyaway. "I couldn't eat noffin'--'cept cake."

"If you are in such a condition as that," said the captain, "it is
certainly high time we landed. And here comes a pilot boat with a signal
flying. We will take the pilot on board," added she; drawing in another
little girl. "And look! here we are now in Liverpool."

"We must go to the Adelphi," said Octavia; "that is where Rollo went, and
found his father, and mother, and Thannie. But the kitten didn't ever get
there--did it, Miss Percival?"

The voyage being ended, and with it the fearful seasickness, the children
went to swinging, with their teacher to push them.