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Now go to bed, dear. We'll think of Beulah, you and I; and perhaps, as we have been all adrift, waiting for a wind to stir our sails, 'Nancy's idea' will be the thing to start us on our new voyage. NOW GO TO BED DEAR WE'LL THINK OF BEULAH YOU AND I AND PERHAPS WHEN WE HAVE BEEN ALL ADRIFT WAITING FOR A WIND TO STIR OUR SAILS NANCY'S IDEA WILL BE THE THING TO START US ON OUR NEW VOYAGE
s! Father and you planted a tiny crimson rambler at the corner of the piazza at the side." "Do you suppose it ever 'rambled,' Muddy? Because it would be ever so high now, and full of roses in summer." "I wonder!" mused Mother Carey. "Oh! it was a sweet, tranquil, restful place! I wonder how we could find out about it? It seems impossible that it should not have been rented or sold before this. Let me see, that was five years ago." "There was a nice old gentleman farther down the street, quite in the village, somebody who had known father when he was a boy." "So there was; he had a quaint little law office not much larger than Peter's playhouse. Perhaps we could find him. He was very, very old. He may not be alive, and I cannot remember his name." "Father called him 'Colonel,' I know that. Oh, how I wish dear Addy was here to help us!" "If he were he would want to help us too much! We must learn to bear our own burdens. They won't seem so strange and heavy when we are more used to them. OH I DO INDEED I HADN'T THOUGHT OF IT FOR YEARS FATHER AND YOU PLANTED A TINY CRIMSON RAMBLER AT THE CORNER OF THE PIAZZA ON THE SIDE DO YOU SUPPOSE IT EVER RAMBLED MADDIE BECAUSE IT WOULD BE EVER SO HIGH NOW AND FULL OF ROSES IN THE SUMMER I WONDER MUSED MOTHER CAREY OH IT WAS A SWEET TRANQUIL RESTFUL PLACE I WONDER HOW WE COULD FIND OUT ABOUT IT IT SEEMS IMPOSSIBLE THAT IT SHOULD NOT HAVE BEEN RENTED OR SOLD BEFORE THIS LET ME SEE THAT WAS FIVE YEARS AGO THERE WAS A NICE OLD GENTLEMAN FARTHER DOWN THE STREET QUITE IN THE VILLAGE SOMEBODY WHO HAD KNOWN FATHER WHEN HE WAS A BOY SO THERE WAS HE HAD A QUAINT LITTLE LAW OFFICE NOT MUCH LARGER THAN PETER'S PLAYHOUSE PERHAPS WE COULD FIND HIM HE WAS VERY VERY OLD HE MAY NOT BE ALIVE AND I CANNOT REMEMBER HIS NAME FATHER CALLED HIM COLONEL I KNOW THAT OH HOW I WISH DEAR ADDIE WAS HERE TO HELP US IF HE WERE HE WOULD WANT TO HELP US TOO MUCH WE MUST LEARN TO BEAR OUR OWN BURDENS THEY WON'T SEEM SO STRANGE AND HEAVY WHEN WE'RE MORE USED TO THEM
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