"I never knew Boston was so big," said Rose, as they looked back at the
smoky city. "I guess Aunt Jo never showed us all of it, did she, Russ?"

"I don't suppose if we lived there a whole year we should be able to
see it all," declared her brother wisely. "Maybe we could see it better
from an airplane. I'd like to go up in an airplane."

"No, no! Don't do that, Russ! Maybe the engine would get stalled like
the motor-car engine does, and then you couldn't get down," said Rose,
very much worried by this thought.

"Well, we could see the city better."

"We can see it pretty well from here," said Rose. "And see the islands.
There is a lighthouse, Russ. Would you like to live in a lighthouse?"

"Yes, I would, for a while," agreed her brother. "But I'd rather be
right on this boat, sailing out into the ocean. Just think, Rose! We've
never been away out at sea before."

"There was lots of ocean at Captain Ben's," said the girl. "I suppose
the ocean is all the same everywhere. Just water. I hope it stays flat."

"Stays flat?" repeated Russ, opening his eyes very wide.

"Yes," said Rose gravely. "I don't like water when it's bumpy. It makes
me feel funny in my stomach when it's that way."

"Oh! It won't be rough," said Russ, with much assurance. "I heard Daddy
say we were going to sail into summer seas. And that must be warm and