Then they had brought their long waterproof cloaks, in which they considered themselves safe from a deluge.

There were plenty of fish-lines, and tin pans and kettles, and knives and steel forks, and matches, and scissors and twine and needles, and the endless variety of accoutrements necessary to a state of highly-civilized camp-life.

There were plates and mugs and pewter teaspoons,--Mrs.Breynton would not consent to letting her silver ones go,--and Gypsy thought the others were better, because it seemed more like "being wild." Indeed, she would have dispensed with spoons altogether, but Sarah gave a little scream at the idea, and thought she couldn't possibly eat a meal without.
Then the provision basket was full of bread and butter and cake and pies, and summer apples and salt and pepper, and Indian meal and coffee, and eggs and raw meat, and fresh vegetables.

They expected, however, to live chiefly on the trout which Mr.Hallam and Tom were to catch, and Mrs.
Fisher would supply them with fresh milk from her dairy.
The girls made their toilet arrangements in one corner of their tent.

A rough box served as a dressing-table, and Sarah had brought a bit of a looking-glass, which she put on top of it.