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Updated: May 27, 2025
At Newton Station you see below you a race-course of great antiquity, and what was once a huge hotel, built to supply a room large enough for the Mother Partingtons of Lancashire to meet and prepare their mops for sweeping back the Atlantic tide of public opinion.
She wore her gingham apron with an unaccustomed air, and had looked askance at the sweeping cap, before she had followed the example of the other girls, and pulled it over her soft, brown hair. "Please don't take my picture," she implored in a doleful whimper. "I look like such a fright." "Oh, do stand in a row with your brooms and mops over your shoulders," pleaded Amy.
At breakfast, next morning, she was looking around the dining room, when she spied the same little girl who had danced so prettily the night before. "Oh, Mother," she exclaimed, "there she is! That pretty girl that danced. See, at the next table but two. Yes, it is the same one!" "Sure it is," agreed King. "She's staying here. Perhaps we can get acquainted with her, Mops." "Could we, Mother?
I had sent my two maids over one morning a few days before, with pails and mops and brushes, and they had given the couple of rooms which we were to inhabit, a thorough good cleaning and scouring, so my mind was easy on that point. It would not have answered, for many reasons, to have encumbered ourselves with these damsels during our stay at the home station.
Here, mingled together, may be seen soldiers of the Swiss guard, with their shining helmets, long halberds, and party-colored uniforms, designed by Michel Angelo, chamberlains of the Pope, all in black, with their high ruffs, Spanish cloaks, silken stockings, and golden chains, contadini from the mountains, in their dully brilliant costumes and white tovaglie, common laborers from the Campagna, with their black mops of tangled hair, forestieri of every nation, Englishmen, with long, light, pendant whiskers, and an eye-glass stuck in one eye, Germans, with spectacles, frogged coats, and long, straight hair put behind their ears and cut square in the neck, then Americans, in high-heeled patent-leather boots, a black dress-coat, and a black satin waistcoat, and wasp-waisted French officers, with baggy trousers, a goat-beard, and a pretentious swagger.
It was lovely of you to let that girl ride in your place, but if you're going to kick about walking, you'll spoil it all." "I'm not kicking. And anyway, Mops, you were the noble one yourself. You walked just so I shouldn't be lonesome." "'Course I did! What's lots of fun for two is awful poky for one. Come on, I'll race you to that big sticking-out tree!"
"Will says the wards that means the rooms, Tony are scrubbed every day or two, and kept very clean, and well venti-something I can't say it; but it means having a plenty of air come in. I can clean windows while Polly mops, and then we shall soon be done." Away she ran, feeling very busy and important. Polly came, and very soon the room looked like another place.
Mops and the boys were eating dates from a bowl and pelting each other with the stones, while a new member of the family, a seemingly sexless being in a blue sash and shoulder knots, called "Baby," galloped up and down the room with a battledore and shuttlecock. No servant announced her name. I felt no warning tremor of solid Earth beneath my feet.
They had no trouble in finding them, for the elder people in both houses were accustomed to odd demands from the children, and in less than half an hour the girls were back again, each with a basket full of bottles, old gloves, and bits of ribbon. "Did your mother ask you what you wanted them for?" said Mops to Molly.
"Don't think about that, Mops, or you will cry sure. And I will, too! Let's think how to get away." But thinking was of little use, as there was no way to get away but to run out at the door, and an attempt at that would be such certain failure that it was not worth trying. So the children sat there in dumb misery, silently watching the gypsy women as they moved about preparing the mid-day meal.
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