Marjorie at Seacote

"Jumping Grasshoppers What a dandy house "The Maynards' motor swung into the driveway of a large and pleasant looking place, whoselawn showed some sand spots here and there, and whose trees were tall pines, but whosewhole effect was delightfully breezy and seashorey."Oh, grandiferous " cried Marjorie, echoing her brother's enthusiastic tones, and standingup in the car, better to see their new home.Seacote, the place chosen by Mr. Maynard for his family's summering, was on the southernshore of Long Island, not very far from Rockaway Beach. It was a sort of park or reservationin which building was under certain restrictions, and so it was made up of pleasant homesfilled with pleasant people.Fortunately, Mr. Maynard had been able to rent the bungalow he wanted, and it was thispicturesque domicile that so roused King's admiration.The house was long and low, and surrounded by verandas, some of which were screenedby vines, and others shaded by striped awnings.But what most delighted the children was the fact that the ocean rolled its crested breakersup to their very door. Not literally to the door, for the road ran between the sea and thehouse, and a boardwalk was between the road and the sea. But not fifty feet from theirfront windows the shining waves were even now dashing madly toward them as if intumultuous welcome.The servants were already installed, and the open doors seemed to invite the family tocome in and make themselves at home.