"To the country to live, sister told me," Tacks bubbled; "and weain't never coming back to this horrid city, sister told me; andyou bought the home for a surprise, sister told me; and it has apizzazus all around it, sister told me; and a cow that givescondensed milk, sister told me; and they's hens and chickens andturkey goblins and a garden to plant potato salad, and they's abarn with pigeons in the attic, and they's a lawn with a barberswire fence all around it, sister told me; and our trunks are allpacked, and we ain't never coming back here no more, sister toldme; and I must hurry and farewell them two doors!"

Tacks was slightly in the lead when my shoe reached the door, so hewon.

At breakfast we were joined by Uncle Peter and Aunt Martha, both ofwhom fairly oozed enthusiasm and Clara J.'s pulse began to climbwith excitement and anticipation.