the shore. Instinctively you run backward to escape what seems an
impending destruction. Very likely a sheet of foam is dashed all around
you, shoe-deep, but you are safe--only the foam hisses away in impotent
rage. The sea has its bounds; 'hitherto shalt thou come, but no
farther.'"[A]

[Footnote A: A. Judd Northrup, in "Sconset Cottage Life."]




CHAPTER VI.

She is peevish, sullen, froward,
Proud, disobedient, stubborn, lacking duty;
Neither regarding that she is my child,
Nor fearing me as If I were her father.

--_Shakespeare_.


A day or two of bright, breezy weather had succeeded the storm, and
another "squantum" had been arranged for; it was to be a more
pretentious affair than the former one, other summer visitors uniting
with our party; and a different spot had been selected for it.

By Violet's direction the maid had laid out, the night before, the
dresses the two little girls were to wear to the picnic, and they
appeared at the breakfast-table already attired in them; for the start
was to be made shortly after the conclusion of the meal.