Nan and Uncle Henry drove through the snowy streets to another
station and took the evening train north. They traveled at first
by the Milwaukee Division of the Chicago and Northwestern
Railroad; and now another new experience came Nan's way. Uncle
Henry had secured a section in the sleeping car and each had a
berth.
It was just like being put to sleep on a shelf, Nan declared,
when the porter made up the beds at nine o'clock. She climbed
into the upper berth a little later, sure that she would not
sleep, and intending to look out of the narrow window to watch
the snowy landscape fly by all night.
And much to her surprise (only the surprise came in the morning)
she fell fast asleep almost immediately, lulled by the rocking of
the huge car on its springs, and did not arouse until seven
o'clock and the car stood on the siding in the big Wisconsin
city.
They hurried to get a northern bound train and were soon off on
what Uncle Henry called the "longest lap" of their journey. The
train swept them up the line of Lake Michigan, sometimes within
sight of the shore, often along the edge of estuaries,
particularly following the contour of Green By, and then into the
Wilderness of upper Wisconsin and the Michigan Peninsula.
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