. St. Nicholas [serial]. ness, they re crushed down so. I ex-pect they were as high as those others before they were slept on. The boys will make you one. The last tent in this row is their and Fathers sleep-ing-tent. The one between, she waved a handtoward the big tent is the dining-room and alsoliving-room on rainy days. Now come down tothe lake, quick! She drew Katherine down beside her andplunged Katherines hand, with hers, into the coolwater. Birch Lake, this is my friend, KatherineEmbury. And oh, I do hope you will like eachother. Now let s get into our camp we shall feel at
. St. Nicholas [serial]. ness, they re crushed down so. I ex-pect they were as high as those others before they were slept on. The boys will make you one. The last tent in this row is their and Fathers sleep-ing-tent. The one between, she waved a handtoward the big tent is the dining-room and alsoliving-room on rainy days. Now come down tothe lake, quick! She drew Katherine down beside her andplunged Katherines hand, with hers, into the coolwater. Birch Lake, this is my friend, KatherineEmbury. And oh, I do hope you will like eachother. Now let s get into our camp we shall feel at home. The driver of the wagon had unstrapped the steamer-trunk and set it in place against the sideof the sleeping-tent. Katherine produced a keyand unlocked it, while Pat threw up the lid of thebig trunk beside it and began recklessly tumblingout shoes, skirts, and middies. We 11 put awayour good clothes and never look at them again tillthe day we go home. I 11 lay out your things,Mater. High boots to-night or sneakers?. I VE BEEN PINING TO SEE HOW IT WOULD LOOK THAT WAY, SAID PAT(SEE NEXT PAGE) High boots, thank you. Mosquitos like metoo well for tennis-shoes. Plainly, Pat was ecstatically happy. Kather-ine watched her quick movements and deftly,silently, followed her example. Modish hat andsuit, gloves, blouse, and stockings retired into ob-livion at the bottom of the steamer-trunk. Oncame stout boots—Katherine decided she wouldnot yet try conclusions with mosquitos—and awhite cotton middy. Pat had taken down hercurly hair, swept the pins into a tray of the trunk,and now was brushing and braiding it in two fat 724 KIT, PAT AN1 little tails. The ends she proceeded to tie with bigbows of red ribbon, before pinning up the braids. The ribbon is a concession to the fact that weare fresh from civilization, she explained I just use a rubber band. Handierfor the woods. Does nt catch on the under-brush. Katherine, lacing her boots, thought how likea little girl P
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