They splashed up and down until the Little Captain's bugle sent a ringing call for their return to camp.

Katie was one of the last to leave the water.

Lloyd waited for her while she hurriedly laced her shoes, and as they followed the others she said, in a confidential tone, "Do you think you are goin' to like to stay out heah till next Sata'day ?" "Like it!" echoed Katie, "I could stay here a year!" "But at night, I mean.

Sleepin' in those narrow little cots, with nothin' ovah ou' heads but the tents, and no floah.

Ugh! What if a snake or a liz'ad should wiggle in, and you'd heah it rustlin' around in the grass undah you! There's suah to be bugs and ants and cattahpillahs.