The Story of Sugar by Sara Ware Bassett
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those fur coats as fast as ever you can so to be ready for dinner."
The lads needed no second bidding. They were up-stairs and back in the dining-room in a twinkling, and so eagerly did they chatter of their plans for the morrow that hungry though they were they almost forgot to eat. "There are so many things to do that it is hard to decide where to begin," declared Bob. "Of course we want some coasting and some snow-shoeing; and we must climb Monadnock. Van says he hasn't seen a real mountain since he came East. Then we want to be on hand for the maple-sugar making. Why, ten days won't be half long enough to do everything we ought to do." His mother laughed. "You must have a good sleigh ride, too," she put in. "I draw the line on a sleigh ride if we have to go with that horse that brought us up from the station," announced Bob. "Me, too!" Van echoed. "It would take you the entire ten days to get anywhere and back if you went sleighing with the Admiral," said Mr. Carlton. Every one smiled. "I'd advise your seizing upon the first clear day for your Monadnock tramp," Mr. Carlton continued. "You'd better make sure of good |
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