on beach under umburellas.

But when Fryday night arrive up my vacation become considerably more entangled. From out from depot emerge Hon. Mr. Liddbeater with67 tired business expression while reading Wall Street news from paper.

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“Markets are decomposing rapidly while I am here,” he snuggest. “Unless I rest very laboriously I must go back to my unhealth.”

“What shall we do to make you feel entirely idle?” require entire family together like chorus-girls.

“At 4.06 tomorrow a.m. high tide shall arise and codfish will be biting viciously,” he say so. “Therefore we go fishing.”

Groans by all.

“Maybe you prefer to enjoy your seasickness alone,” renig Hon. Mrs. Madam with Pankhurst expression.

“Darling, I could not,” he reprieve. “I am determined to share my pleasures with my family. Therefore we arise upward at 3.30 to be prompt with hooks.”

That midnight was night for party where I friz ice-creams, served slight rabbits of Welsh birth, assisted chairs where tangos was jumping, play “Robt. E. Lee Polka” on pianola, and was otherwise considerable talented. By 2.26 I retire upwards to my box bedroom under cooked roof, where I remained outside my dreams till 3.31.

At 3.30 come tap-knock to door.

“What is it?” I require with startle.

“3.30!” holla Hon. Liddbeater voice out there. “Arise to go fish!”

“Do fish get up so early?” I ask to know.

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“They bite best this hour,” he explain.

“I should also bite!” I snarrel.

“I do not pay you to make injurious comments,” he snudged while I hastily coat & pant myself for day labor.

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