minutes and then lost no time in dressing. Then came a hot breakfast, to which all paid every attention.
It had been decided that they should spend the day in fishing and in resting up, so they took it easy. Some went out in the boat and took a short sail, for a fair breeze was blowing.
"This puts me in mind of the times we used to camp out with the Putnam Hall cadets," remarked Tom. "Only there used to be more of a crowd."
For dinner they had more fish, and also some 'beans which had been brought along. They also made a pot of chocolate—something that suited Hans especially—and the cookies were not forgotten.
Two days passed, and the boys enjoyed every minute of the time. They took a tramp through the woods back of the camp and found a blackberry patch where the luscious fruit was growing in profusion.
"We'll take all we can carry back to camp with us!" cried Sam, and this was done, and then the youngest Rover took it upon his shoulders to make a huckleberry roly-poly pudding, "just like Aunt Martha's." Perhaps the pudding was not as good as those turned out by Mrs. Rover, but it was good enough, and the boys ate it to the last
