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This, so far from being a hardship, Agnes thought the most delightful part of the whole, as she had long considered dining at six o'clock as one of the great desiderata of life; but Mrs. Merton continued: "You must also never complain of being hungry or thirsty; but act as much as possible as if you were really a woman, since we are going to treat you like

one."

"I am afraid, mamma," said Agnes, "that will be very hard."

66 "If you do not think you can undertake to do all I wish, you must stay at home; and I have no doubt your aunt Jane will be so kind as to take care of you while we are away. But I think you are quite capable of all that will be required of you. You are now ten years old, and you knew how to pack up a trunk when you were only seven. You shall have a pretty little black portmanteau entirely to yourself, and you shall have a list of everything that is put into it, so that you may know when all your things are right."

Agnes was delighted with the idea of taking care of her own trunk; particularly as her mamma consented, at her earnest request, to leave the choice

of what clothes she would take entirely to herself. Agnes was very fond of managing, and of giving directions to her maid, Susan, who was called immediately; for as this was Saturday, and they were to set out on Monday, there was no time to be lost. Susan was almost as much delighted as her little mistress with the task; and both felt of extraordinary importance when they found themselves alone with the open portmanteau before them, and close to the wardrobe from which it was to be filled. Both Susan and her young mistress were, however, soon very much puzzled to know what to decide on. Agnes at first had looked out nearly all the clothes she had, but it was soon found that the pretty little black portmanteau would not hold half the things that had been laid out. A fresh selection was therefore necessary, and several of the pretty frocks were put back into the drawer.

"Oh, I must have that, Susan," said Agnes, stretching out her hands after her favourite blue, which was being taken away.

"Very well, miss," said Susan. "Then suppose you take that, and leave this," laying down the blue and taking up an equally favourite pale pink.

"Oh no," cried Agnes; "I must have that, it is so prettily made.”

"Suppose you take all your coloured frocks," said Susan," and leave your white ones?"

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But, mamma says she always likes me best in white," said Agnes.

"Well, then, we will take the whites," said Susan, "and leave the coloured ones."

Agnes sighed deeply. "Oh dear," cried she, after a short pause; "I wish mamma were here to decide for me. I thought it would be so delightful to have everything my own way, but now the time is come I do not like it at all. I see it saves a great deal of trouble to have some one to direct, and to tell one what to do. I am sure I wish mamma would come and tell me, for I am quite tired of being my own mistress ;" and as she spoke Mrs. Merton entered the room; for she had been in an adjoining apartment, and, overhearing the wishes of her little daughter, had come to her assistance. Under Mrs. Merton's directions the box was soon packed, and Agnes was astonished to see how rapidly her difficulties had vanished.

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"I cannot think how it is, mamma," said she,

"that you have been able to arrange in a moment what gave me so much trouble and vexation. You have done everything just as I wished, and as I would have done it myself, if I could have made up my mind; and yet my governess often tells me that I am self-willed, and like to have my own way; now, it appears to me that I actually did not know what my own way was, till you came and showed

me."

"The reason you had so much difficulty in deciding," said Mrs. Merton, "was that your judg ment required to be guided by experience, a quality in which young people are necessarily deficient. When you are as old as I am, and have travelled as much, you will be able to decide as rapidly as I did in this matter; as you will know by experience what things are likely to be most useful."

CHAPTER I.

Terminus of the Southampton Railroad at Vauxhall.—Truth and Falsehood.-Reaping flint in straw.-The river Mole.-The Wey.-Canals and Locks.-Poppies and Opium.-Limestone and Chalk.-Gleaners.-Ruins at Basingstoke.-Southampton. -The Bar.-Sir Bevis and the Giant Ascabart.

ON Monday morning Agnes did not fail to awake in time, and after an early breakfast the party proceeded to the railroad. It was a very long ride from Bayswater to the station at Nine Elms, and Agnes thought it longer than it really was. At length, however, they arrived, and Agnes watched with considerable anxiety her black leather portmanteau taken off the carriage with the rest of the luggage. She was once going to tell the porter to take particular care of it, but observing that her mother did not speak she also remained silent, and followed Mrs. Merton into a large room, in which a man stood behind a kind of counter, receiving money and giving

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