"Then to the Wooded Island, where we will probably find enough to keep us busy until dinner time," said Harold; "perhaps even longer." "No matter if it should," said his grandfather; "since we are not hurried for time, we may as well let all get their fill of everything; and if some want to tarry longer than others we can break up into smaller parties." "Yes, sir, I rather think we will find that the better plan, as our party is so uncommonly large." It was large, but they were congenial and greatly enjoyed being together, sharing the same pleasures of sight and sound.
In another half hour they were all on shore enjoying a second view of the lovely Peristyle and Court of Honor, through which they passed on their way to the Ferris Wheel, the ride in which they found so delightful that at the earnest solicitation of little Ned they retained their seats during a second revolution.

Then they left it and walked on to the Wooded Island.
"I want to take you to the Hunter's Cabin," said Harold.

"See, yonder it is." "What! that old log building ?" exclaimed his sister Rose, catching sight of it among the trees.

"Who cares to look at such a thing as that ?" "I do," he returned lightly, "since it is a museum and memorial of Daniel Boone and Davy Crockett,--two historical characters who were very interesting to me in my youth,--and also gives one a very good idea of the manner of life of our Western pioneers forty or more years ago." He led the way as he spoke, the others following.

They found that the building consisted of one large room divided by a rope into two apartments, a public and a private one.