and Mr. and Mrs. Basswood and Dunston Porter. The Crumville contingent filled two cars, and there were three more cars from neighboring towns. To the front were a baggage and a dining-car and to the rear an observation car.
"All aboard!" was the cry.
"Good-by!"
"Don't forget to write!"
"Here, Tom, don't forget your valise!"
"Be sure to look for Brother Jack in Chicago!"
"Be sure to get some good pictures!"
"Don't forget some souvenirs!"
Then came more cries, and the waving of numerous handkerchiefs; and off rolled the excursion train, on its long western trip, Dave waving his cap to his father and Mr. Wadsworth, who had come down to the depot to see the party off.
It took some little time to settle down on the train. They had left Crumville at half-past ten and almost before the young folks knew it, it was time for lunch. Quite naturally Dave escorted Jessie to the dining-car, while Roger took Laura, and Mr. Dunston Porter looked after Mrs. Wadsworth.
"I hope the good weather continues," said Jessie, as she sat down with Dave. "It will add so much to the trip."
