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Marjorie's Vacation by Carolyn Wells
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sensation was as delightful as it was strange. To sit on the
little benches, high above the ground, and look out straight
across the meadow; and then, turning to either side, to see the
great limbs and branches of the old maple-trees, was indeed a
fairy-tale experience.

Over the door swung a quaint little old-fashioned signboard, on
which in gilt letters were the words "Breezy Inn."

With bewildering anticipations of further delight, Marjorie took
her little key and unlocked the door.

Grandma and Uncle Steve, watching from below, heard shouts of joy
as the girls disappeared through the doorway.

But in a moment they reappeared at the windows, and their beaming
faces told the tale of their happiness.

"Good-by," called Uncle Steve, "the presentation is over and
'Breezy Inn' is yours. I've fastened the ladder firmly, so you can
go up and down as you choose. The furnishings are your birthday
present from Grandma, but we're going back now to a house that we
can get into; and you children had better show up there about
dinner-time. Meanwhile, have all the fun you can."

Grandma and Uncle Steve went away, leaving the children to explore
and make acquaintance of "Breezy Inn."

It was a fairy house, indeed; and yet, though tiny, everything
seemed to be just large enough.
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