Princess Polly's Gay Winter by Amy Brooks
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and when they were seated around the table, the big tureen filled with
hot chowder seemed just what their keen appetites craved. Boiled fish, garnished with cress followed the chowder, and simple pudding, served with cream, furnished the dessert. It surely was not an elaborate dinner, but to the guests it seemed the finest treat that they had ever enjoyed. The long ride in the fresh breeze had made them eager for the noon meal, and the sea food, daintily cooked, was a feast. They lingered at the table, and Mrs. Seaford, and the three little friends listened, and laughed at the merry stories that the two sea captains told. They were all in the big car when Captain Atherton said: "Oh, now I think of it; there's a package, and a basket in this car that I meant to leave here, if you'll kindly store them for me." Captain Seaford, never guessing what the parcel, or big basket contained, answered heartily: "Of course I'll store them for you, dear friend, as long as you like," and he hastened to take them, carrying them into the house. "Good-byes" had been said, when John Atherton turned to say: "Oh, will you please open the parcel, and the basket. They're too |
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