The band played "Hail Columbia," "Yankee Doodle," and many other spirited tunes, and Mr.
Walker was very much astonished, as well as amused, to hear some of the boys make speeches, flowery and fine, which had evidently been prepared for the occasion, when they were "called up" by the toasts.
After the feast was over, the party divided itself into little knots for social recreation.

Frank and Mary Weston took a walk on the beach, and the rest of the boys and girls climbed over the rocks, amused themselves in the swing which Uncle Ben had put up, or wandered in the grove.

Boys and girls always enjoy themselves at such seasons, and my young readers need not be told that they all had a "first-rate time." I do not mean all; for two members of the Zephyr Club had wandered away from the rest of the party to the north side of the island.

They were concealed from view by a large rock; but if any one had observed them, he could not have failed to see that they were exceptions to the general rule--that they were not happy.

The two boys were Charles Hardy and Tim Bunker.