nd Aggie has only
sent five pairs of shoes!"

"I've got to have shoes," Aggie protested.

"If you've got to have five pairs of shoes, six white petticoats, summer
underwear, intermediates and flannels, a bathrobe, six bath towels and a
sunshade, not to mention other things, you want an elephant, not a
donkey."

"Why do we have a donkey?" I asked. "Why don't we have a horse and
buggy, and go like Christians?"

"Because you and Aggie wouldn't walk if we did," snapped Tish. "I know
you both. You'd have rheumatism or a corn and you'd take your walking
trip sitting. Besides, we may not always keep to the roads. I'd like to
go up into the mountains."

Well, Tish was disagreeable, but right. As it turned out the donkey,
being small, could only carry the sleeping-bags, our portable stove and
the provisions. We each were obliged to pack a suitcase and carry that.

We started at dawn the next day. Hannah came down to the alley and
didn't think much of Modestine. By the time he was loaded a small crowd
had gathered, and when we finally started off, Tish ahead with
Modestine's bridle over her arm and Aggie and I behind with our
suitcases, a sort of cheer went up. It was, however, an orderly
leave-taking, perhaps owing to the fact that Tish's rifle was packed in
full view on Modestine's back.

I have a great admiration for Tish. She does not fear the pointing
finger of scorn. She took the most direct route out of town, and by the
time we had reached the outskirts we had a string of small boys behind
us like the tail of a kite. When we reached the cemetery and sat down to
rest they formed a circle round us and stared at us.

Tish looked at her watch. We had been an hour and twenty minutes going
two miles!

II

We were terribly thirsty, but none of us cared to drink from the
cemetery well; in fact, the question of water bothered us all that day.
It was very warm, and after we left the suburban trolley-line, where
motormen stopped the cars to look at us and people crowded to the
porches to stare at us, the water question grew serious. Tish had
studied sanitation, and at every farm we came to the well was improperly
located. Generally it was immediately below the pigsty.

Luckily we had brought along some blackberry cordial, and we took a sip
of that now and then. But the suitcases were heavy, and at eleven
o'clock Aggie said the cordial had gone to her head and she could go no
farther. Tish was furious.

"I told you