"And so will yours, Dick." "I--I hope so," sighed Dick, his eyes dancing.

"I never before in my life wanted to do anything as much as I now want to go camping." "With the still woods, all snow-covered!" cried Dan enthusiastically.
"And the cold nights, with the great fire roaring up the chimney!" supplied Greg.
"And some hunting!" "And the jolly fun of cooking our own food!" These youngsters, as they hurried along the street, were in grave danger of being lost in the depths of their own excitement.
"Say, I wonder if there'd be any fishing out there--through the ice ?" demanded Harry Hazelton.
"There'd be some rabbit hunting, anyway," supplied Dan.
"If we can only get leave to go!" groaned Greg anxiously.
"See here, fellows," muttered Dick, halting suddenly.

"We've simply got to get that leave from our parents!" "But how ?" challenged Dan.
"That's what we've got to think out right now.

And, by hookey! I believe I have an idea.

Fellows, we have ten dollars apiece." "My mother will say that I must put that in bank," grunted Dan.
"Wait! Of course, with ten dollars apiece, we've got to consult our parents as to how the money is to be spent," Dick went on.