Their people are staying near Leeds and those fellows have got a tent right across there in the woods near the shore.
They're having the time of their lives with an up-to-date oil stove and a couple of fireless cookers and some thermos bottles and things.
They've got cushions with buckskin fringe--presents from Dearie and Sweetie, I suppose, and they've got a cedar chest with brass hinges.
Regular modern Daniel Boones, they are." "Oh, me, oh, my!" Westy whispered; "have they got jackknives hanging from their belts ?" "Right the first time," Bert Winton said.
"And leather cases of writing paper ?" I said, just for fun.
"Everything except a burglar alarm and a telephone," Bert said; "but they're not half bad chaps.

We'll row over and see them some day.

They have wild times around their camp-fire, telling yarns and watching the roaring blaze in their oil stove.

They've got a fancy Indian blanket, you ought to see it.

One of them paddled over to camp one day and wanted to buy a fishing rod.