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Bromwick once wanted to hire Mr. Peterkin's lot for his cow. Mr. Peterkin started up. "That is true; and of course Mr. Bromwick must have known there was feed enough for one cow." "And the reason you didn't let him have it," said Solomon John, "was that Elizabeth Eliza was afraid of cows."
"But I whispered to Ann Maria Bromwick, she was standing by, and she took me straight over into their closet, and old Mr. Bromwick bought this set just where we bought ours. And they had a coffee-set, too" "You mean where our father and mother bought them. We were not born," said Elizabeth Eliza. "It is all the same," said Solomon John. "They match exactly."
One of them, if not two, will be sure to have the headache. Ann Maria Bromwick would come, and the three Gibbons boys, and their sister Juliana; but the other sisters are out West, and there is but one Osborne." It really did seem safe to ask "everybody." They would be sorry, after it was over, that they had not asked more. "We have the cow," said Mrs.
But it did come out at last that the Peterkins were to have some charades at their own house for the benefit of the needed water-trough, tickets sold only to especial friends. Ann Maria Bromwick was to help act, because she could bring some old bonnets and gowns that had been worn by an aged aunt years ago, and which they had always kept.
"Elizabeth Eliza! you must tell us what kind of faces to make up!" cried another of the boys. And the audience were heard meanwhile taking the seats on the other side of the thin curtain. "You sit in front, Mrs. Bromwick; you are a little hard of hearing; sit where you can hear." "And let Julia Fitch come where she can see," said another voice.
So the Gibbons boys, and the little boys and Agamemnon, and Solomon John, and all the party had to carry everything up to the rocks. The large basket of "things" was very heavy. It had been difficult to lift it into the wagon, and it was harder to take it out. But with the help of the driver, and Mr. Peterkin, and old Mr. Bromwick, it was got up the hill. And at last all was arranged. Mr.
Ann Maria Bromwick had the part of Elizabeth Eliza, and Agamemnon too was represented; and there were many sets of "little boys" in India-rubber boots, going in and out with the Hindu snake-charmers. Mr. Peterkin had studied up his Latin grammar a little, in preparation for his part of Julius Cæsar. Agamemnon had reminded him that it was unnecessary, as Julius Cæsar in Shakspeare spoke in English.
They had an excellent picnic on the beach, under the shadow of a ledge of sand. They were just putting up their things when they saw a party of people approaching from the other end of the beach. "I am glad to see some pleasant-looking people at last," said Elizabeth Eliza, and they all turned to walk toward them. As the other party drew near she recognized Ann Maria Bromwick!
Peterkin was seated in his chair. The other was offered to the lady from Philadelphia, but she preferred the carriage cushions; so did old Mr. Bromwick. And the table-cloth was spread, for they did bring a table-cloth, and the baskets were opened, and the picnic really began.
It was not until this moment that Elizabeth Eliza guessed the whole. "What a tableau!" exclaimed Mr. Bromwick; "the Peterkin family guessing their own charade." AGAMEMNON had long felt it an impropriety to live in a house that was called a "semi-detached" house, when there was no other "semi" to it. It had always remained wholly detached, as the owner had never built the other half. Mrs.
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