"All of us get out here!" cried Sprite, "because this is the place
where the gentlemen sit around and do nothing, while the ladies dress
up, and walk, and walk, and walk up and down the board walk."

There must have been a very rough sea, for the hammock rolled and
pitched, until it seemed as if the little voyagers would surely be
thrown overboard, so violently did the steamer lurch.

The passengers were evidently but little frightened. In truth, they
appeared to think the trip a huge joke, for they laughed gaily; at
last Sprite cried:

"Cliffmore! Cliffmore! Every one get out, because this steamer goes
no farther!"

"Is that true, Sprite, that the steamer _Queen of the Ocean_ stops at
Cliffmore, and then turns and goes back?"

"Oh, yes," said Sprite. "Some of the boats go farther, but that vessel
never does."

"Well, we had a fine trip in our hammock-steamer," said Princess Polly,
"and if our vessel did pitch pretty badly, what did we care, while the
sky was blue and cloudless overhead?"

"It has been bright and sunny here at Avondale," said Sprite, "and
I've had a lovely time, and I only long to go home, just because it
_is_ home."

"But soon after you go back to Cliffmore, Rose and I will come, and