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Oh, how hot it was! Down in the narrow streets, where straight rows of / little brick houses were crowded together there was not the faintest / breeze, and even on the wharf where Benny Jordan sat swinging his bare / feet over the water, it was scarcely cooler. Usually there were little / waves splashing up against the green logs of the pier, but to-day only / the faintest little ripples swished lazily against the piles and the / boats lying farther out did not flap a sail.
"It's no good staying here," said Benny to himself, as he got up and / stretched his arms over his head. "It's just about as hot as it is at / home. I wonder what there is for supper. My, but I'd like some ice / cream! I haven't had any for so long, and I reckon I never will have / any again. " And at this very sobering thought Benny began to patter / along over the sidewalk, almost forgetting that this was the hottest / day of the season, entirely too hot for May, and that the big excursion / steamer, which he had been waiting to see, would soon be in sight.