We lined up chairs in the hallway
And called them a railroad car.
Annie and I were passengers—
We were going to go so far!
Elizabeth served us sandwiches
With a pickle chip or two.
David came and sat behind us—
He was hungry too.
Then everybody waited
For the train to chug away
That gray and gloomy afternoon
On a nothing-to-do day.
We brought our books and read them
And sat so very still,
While the wheels went round inside our heads
Over each imagined hill.

[illustration] Illustrated by Elise N. Black