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“Some one has suggested a picnic. So Dad has filled the old dearburn with straw and Mother and the Aunts have packed a lunch. Up under the front seat the green sides of a watermelon, right from the springhouse, are half hidden by the straw.
Pile in everybody and let’s get an early start. We’re out for a good time and we how it. Even old Beck and Prince are feeling good. We’re happy in anticipation of a good time together and because we’re going to see once more some of the pretty county around Concord, -- some of these familiar scenes that we love because of their familiarity, beauty, and charm.”
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