But we children, especially the girls, found it very dull after we had seen the few sights of the farm. The boys were trying to hunt and fish; but Lib and I talked that over, and we came to the conclusion, after much laughing and many caustic remarks, that the only amusement we had was, laughing at their failures. We communicated that fact to them, but it didn't seem to make any difference; off they went on the same fruitless hunt, and left us to do what we might, to make ourselves happy. The next day, Lib and Dora and I told them we would go into the woods with them and see what the charm was. Lib was the eldest of us three, and had read a great deal, and she said: "May be we shall find the robbers' cave, and if we say, 'Open Sesame,' the great stone doors will slowly swing open, and we can go in where the chains of flashing gems and the heaps of golden coin are." "I think you'll get into places where you can't get out; 'open sesame' will never lift you out of a marsh hole," said William Pitt Gaylord, our eldest brother. "Mollie, you can find somebody to have a talking match with, for there are lots of chipmunks over in the grove," remarked Hugh. "I've seen snakes in that very woods, too, and if you'd holler, Lib, at that end of the pond, as you do at this end of the tea-table, you wouldn't catch any fish," said William. This caused an uproarious laugh on the part of the boys. We listened quietly to their sarcastic remarks, knowing they were prompted by an unreasonable desire to monopolize the delights of the woods to themselves. William Pitt remarked that "Girls had no business to meddle with boys' sports, and they'd come to grief if they did; you'd see!" Next morning the August haze lay soft on the landscape, but in a short time it went off, and Father, learning that we girls were going to spend a part of the day in the woods, quietly told the boys that they must escort us to the pleasantest place, and not wander very far off. They pouted considerably, and had a talk at the corner of the barn; they then came back, smiling, and apparently good-natured. [Illustration: {WALKING THROUGH THE FIELDS.}] Our brothers did not intend to be unkind, but they had the common failing of humanity--selfishness. But Lib matched them in a dozen ways with her good-humored retaliations; and many a tilt she had with William Pitt since we had arrived at the farm. In the city she was abreast of him in all his studies; and I noticed that Lib could get out her Latin, and write a composition much faster than he, and often he had been obliged to come to her for aid. It nettled Lib not to be able to hunt and fish. We two younger ones modeled after her; she was the leader, and when she said we would go with the boys, we went.