"I am sure she will
never be happy until she is on her way to Sea Horse Island, and is
able to start measures for freeing her father."
"I fancy we had better let Mr. Robinson attend to those matters,"
Mrs. Kimball said. "He knows best what moves to make. Poor girl! I
know just how she feels."
The party stopped for a while to look at the statue of Columbus, who
discovered Porto Rico on his second voyage. From there, they drove
about the city, admiring the various buildings of Spanish
architecture, and, as a finish to the drive, went to the old morro--
fort or castle--of San Juan. All signs of the bombardment by Admiral
Sampson's fleet, during the Spanish-American War, had been done away
with. It was a place of interest to them all, for it was very old,
and had withstood many attacks. They went through the watch-tower
and also the lighthouse.
"Well, I think we've done enough for one day," announced Cora, as
they started back for the hotel. "I'm quite done out, and I'm sure
Jack must be tired."
"A little," he admitted.
A concert in the evening, a stroll about the plaza, watching the
pretty Spanish girls, and the homely duennas, brought the day to a
close.
"And now for bed," sighed Cora. "I wonder if one dreams in San Juan
any differently than in Chelton?"
"Cheerful Chelton!" cried Bess. "Doesn't it seem far away!"
All the rooms of our party were near together on the same corridor,
Bess, Belle and Cora having connecting apartments.
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