"If we try going into camp at this time of the year we want, first of all, some place above ground, with enough daylight and sunlight.

We want a weather-tight place that we can keep properly warm." "All of that," agreed Dick.
"Why can't we build a place, out in the woods somewhere ?" Greg insisted.
"For one thing," objected Tom Reade quizzically, "there are no leaves at this time of the year." "What do we want leaves for ?" queried Greg.
"To lay on the roof, like shingles." "Bosh!" snapped Holmes.

"We'd build our camp of wood." "Well, where'll we get the wood ?" came from Dave.
"We can carry it from home," proposed Greg.
"No lumber pile in our yard.

Is there in yours ?" Dave insisted.
"We can use the boards from old boxes and things," went on Greg desperately.
"Oh, excuse me!" mimicked Tom Reade.

"I am not camping out in any grocery boxes at this cold time of the year." "You might go home nights, then," hinted Greg disdainfully.
"The whole camping idea is a great one, if we could only put it through," declared Dick.
"Then let's put it through," pressed Greg Holmes.