Then he drew the sixth and opened it.
"Camp Hill Botton," he read.
Every one seemed pleased, first, because every one had written it on his paper, and secondly, because it was the only really good place for a river picnic.
"There's one comfort about it," said Tempest, as we thanked him for his services, "we shall have a little quiet in this house for an hour or two.

Take care of yourselves.

Good-bye.".