own were even longer than the maid's, the average being eighteen miles!
"When will we get to Aunt Emily's?" Flossie asked, growing tired over the day's journey.
"Not until night," her father answered. "When we leave the train we will have quite a way to go by stage. We could go all the way by train, but it would be a long distance around, and I think the stage ride in the fresh air will do us good."
"Oh yes, let's go by the stage," pleaded Freddie, to whom the word stage was a stranger, except in the way it had been used at the Meadow Brook circus.
"This stage will be a great, big wagon," Bert told him, "with seats along the sides."
"Can I sit up top and drive?" the little one asked.
"Maybe the man will let you sit by him," answered Mr. Bobbsey, "but you could hardly drive a big horse over those rough roads."
The train came to a standstill, just then, on a switch. There was no station, but the shore train had taken on another section.
