Four Girls of Forty Years Ago by Nina Rhoades

It was nearly half-past seven when the slow morning train drew up at the Peak's Point Station and four solemn, rather frightened little passengers stepped out upon the platform. They were almost the only passengers, and as they passed out of the car, both conductor and brakeman looked after them curiously.

"Now I wonder where them young ones can be off to at this time of the morning," the brakeman remarked. "They look as if they were goin' somewhere to stay, judgin' by the parcels they've got."