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"No," replied Phonny, "but it sinks down until the top of the ice is just level with the water. But Beechnut says that his iceberg rose up like a mountain." "Yes," said Beechnut, "it was several hundred feet high above the water, all glittering in the sun. And I think that if you look at any small piece of ice floating in the water, you will see that a small part of it rises above the surface."
A great many of the passengers were afraid to go in this way, but they were still more afraid to remain on board the ship." "What were they afraid of?" asked Phonny. "They were afraid," replied Beechnut, "that the shocks of the seas would soon break the ship to pieces, and then they would all be thrown into the sea together.
Thomas then forked up as much more hay as he could make stay upon the top of his load, and when this was done, he set out to go to the barn. The children accompanied him, walking behind the cart. When the party reached the barn, the children went inside to a place which Phonny called the bay.
In this case they would certainly be destroyed, for if they were not drowned, they would be dashed to pieces on the rocks which lined the shore. "Sliding down the line seemed thus a very dangerous attempt, but they consented one after another to make the trial, and thus we all escaped safe to land." "And did you get the clock-weights safe to the shore?" asked Phonny.
So saying, Beechnut left the shop, went out into the yard, and began to walk down the path which led toward the brook. Very soon he saw Phonny coming out from among the bushes with his pole over his shoulder, and walking along with quite a disconsolate air. Beechnut sat down upon a log by the side of the road, to wait for him. "Did you catch any fishes?" said Beechnut, as Phonny approached him.
In the winter the road was excellent: for the snow buried all the roughness of the way two or three feet deep, and the teams which went back and forth into the woods, made a smooth and beautiful track for every thing on runners, upon the top of it. Malleville and Phonny were very much pleased with the prospect of riding a part of the way to Mary Erskine's, with Beechnut, in the wagon.
So she made her go and stand up in the corner of the room, for punishment, while Sligo peeped out from under the clock to see." "But you said that Sligo was asleep," said Phonny. "Yes, she went to sleep," replied Beechnut, "but she waked up when Arabella's mother came into the room."
"When you have turned the wagon, I will tell you about it." So Phonny, taking a great sweep, turned the wagon round, and the party set their faces toward home. The Marshal was immediately going to set out upon a trot, but Phonny held him back by pulling upon the reins and saying: "Steady, Marshal! steady! You have got to walk all the way home."
"I am not ready to go," said Malleville, after having heard this story, but I will go for the sake of the ride. I am too tired to walk all the way. But Phonny is not here. He has gone a-fishing." "Where has he gone?" said Beechnut. "Down to the brook," replied Malleville. "I will go and find him," said Beechnut.
"Your raspberry party?" repeated Phonny, "what is that? "Did not I tell you about it? I am going to invite you and all the children in the village that I know, to come here some day when the raspberries are ripe, and have a raspberry party, like the strawberry party that we had to-day. There are a great many raspberries on my place." "I'm very glad," said Malleville.