at all. You
thee, I knew you didn't really and truly mean it. Oh, I'm tho glad!"
She danced about until Janus laid a heavy hand on her shoulder.

"Do you see where you're getting to? In a second more you'd have been
taking the Slide on your head." Janus led her away from the dangerous
spot. Miss Elting walked over to Tommy and placed a firm hand on the
shoulder of the heedless little girl.

"Tommy, why will you be so careless? You distress me very much,"
rebuked the guardian.

"I'm thorry, Mith Elting. I'll try to be good after thith. But I
didn't fall into the tree thith afternoon, nor out of it either, did I?"

"Her point is well taken," answered Harriet. "Nearly every one of us,
except Tommy, distinguished herself this afternoon. How about our
supper?"

"Oh-h-h-h!" chorused the girls. "We forgot all about it."

"Yeth, Mr. Januth. I'll fetch the thtoneth for the thtove. You get
the wood, and we will have a nithe, warm thupper and have a nithe
vithit, and then a nithe thleep and pleathant dreamth. Won't we,
Buthter?"

"If you give us the opportunity," answered Margery sourly.

"Thee! Buthter thpoke to me again," chuckled the little, lisping girl.
Harriet took her by the arm and led her gently back to the campsite,
which was now so enshrouded in darkness that they were barely able to
locate their packs.

Harriet assisted Tommy in getting stones of the proper size for their
stove, after which these stones were piled and made ready for the fire
that the guide was to start when he returned with the wood. Little
more could be done without light. Hazel got the lantern from a pack,
only to find that the globe had been broken. Very soon, however, the
cook-fire was snapping and crackling, the girls sitting near it with
elbows on their knees. Then came supper. It was wonderful what a
difference there was in their appetites, now that they were out in the
open, compared to them at home. But there was not as much to eat here
as there would have been at home in Meadow-Brook. What there was
seemed the best ever served to a company of hungry girls.

Supper over, it was not many minutes before the girls sought their
beds. They were more tired than at any time on their journey, for this
had been a day long to be remembered, the fifteenth. They would post
it up in their rooms to look at every day through the winter and think
of the excitement, the peril and the joys that marked that day of their
vaca