four in the
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At Skowhegan , Haliburton and I took a cutter , leaving the ladies and children to follow at once in larger sleighs . We drove all night , changed horses at Prospect , and kept on all the next day . At No. 7 we had to wait over night . We started early in the morning , and came down the Spoonwood Hill at four in the afternoon , in full sight of our little village . It was quiet as the grave ! Not a smoke , not a man , not an adze-blow , nor the tick of a trowel . Only the gigantic fly-wheels were whirling as I saw them last .