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Smith, Mabell S. C. (Mabell Shippie Clarke), 1864-1942

"Ethel Morton at Rose House"

Emerson said in his defence. "I feel a trifle sleepy
myself," and she leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes with an
appearance of extreme comfort.
They passed Kingston which was burned by the British just two months
after the battle of Bennington; and by a large town which proved to be
Poughkeepsie.
"Here's where we should land if we were going to finish our
investigation of colleges by seeing Vassar," said Mr. Emerson.
"I'm glad we aren't going to get off!" exclaimed Ethel Brown. "I'm so
undecided now I don't see how I'll ever make up my mind where to go!"
"Something will happen to help you decide," consoled Dorothy. "Isn't
this where the big college boat races are rowed?" she asked Mr. Emerson.
"Right here on this broad stretch of water. A train of observation
cars--flat cars--follows the boats along the bank. I must bring the
Club up here to some of them some time."
"O-oh!" all the girls cried with one voice, and they stared at the
river and the shore as if they might even then see the shells dashing
down the stream and the shouting crowds in the steamers and on the
banks.
Below Newburgh the river narrowed beneath upstanding cliffs and a point
jutted out into the water.


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