'Baby,' they said, 'if you have any dealings with the niece of Farmer Johns we'll kick you out of this.' It was a romantic situation; love has proverbially thriven in the atmosphere of a family feud.

The Baby felt this, but he felt also that he could not run the risk of being kicked out of the Syndicate.

The Baby did sums in a big hot bank all day; he had no dollars to spare, there was no other place upon the lake where he could afford to live, and he had a canoe of his own which his uncle had given him.

Hiawatha did not love the darling of his creation more than the Baby loved his cedar-wood canoe.

All this made him conceal carefully that mysterious sensation of unrestful delight which he experienced every time he saw Miss Helen Johns.