Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1906-08-01

plated the top branches Of young sap
lings together, bending them so close
ly that they formed a deep, shady
bower within. Then through these they
twined and intertwined branches full
Of leaves cut from other trees, till a
roof was made that would shed an or
binary rain. Inside this little hut of
trees the bedding and provisions were
put
IF it should rain very heavily" said
Frank, one of the builders, 1--WE could
stretch a couple Of our blankets over
the top Of our wigwam and tie their
corners securely to the limbs"
Necessity Is the parent Of inven.
tion," quoted Walt, the second camp
watcher on the first day.
After the wigwam was made secure
the boys set about piling up wood near
the fireplace, Then they gathered arm.
loads of grass, which they spread in tina
sun to dry. This was to be piled into
bed shape inside the wigwam, and over
which their blankets would be spread
at night About o'clock in the after.
noon the four explorers" came into
camp from the hills, bringing with
them several genuine Indian relics in
the shape Of arrow heads and one cruel.
looking club made from the root Of a
tree. The boys were much surprised
when they saw the result of Franks
and Waits work during their absence.
well, everything is shipshape," de.
clared Tom, examining the rude but
safe hut Of saplings and branches.
"You mean campshape, don't you?"
laughed Walt. Then all hands turned
to get some dinner, one boy fixing the
fire, a second mixing the Skillet
bread" third slicing the bacon, and
fourth getting some water from the
spring for coffee.
After the meal was over and the
cooking utensils washed and put away
the boys stretched themselves on the
grass in the shade to rest and tell In.
dian stories. Near by browsed Jumbo,
| who was picketed near enough to the
spring brook to cool his throat when
ever his thirst prompted him to do so.
fresh cool grass, discussing the clouds,
the distance in space which produced
the blue canopy that stretched above
them, then as the stars came out they
got up, prepared their fishing tackle
and lined along the bank of the river,
hoping to have something for break
fast besides bacon.
When bedtime came they counted
their catch, to find about twenty splen-
did fish-just the size to fry whole, as
Tom said-which they dressed and salt
ed in the big tin plates and set deep
under the spring rock to keep COOL
Then the blankets were spread on
the fresh grass BEDS and the half
dozen tired, though happy campers
turned in. And how they did slumber
that night to the music of the frogs
and grass crickets! And how they
dreamed of Indians of fishing, and Of
living in the woods But with the first
gray of dawn they were up and down
at the brook washing the sleep from
their eyes in the cool water.
'After week Of this fine sweet,
simple life with nature how can we
ever stand to live in town again and
return to the life of fashion and Gus
tom?" asked Tom, rolling the fish in
some meal preparatory to frying it.
Don't call it to mind" said Walt.
Let us not cross the bridge till we
come to it. We are out here for a good
time-so let us have it,"
Were having it all right" yawned
Bert. IF 1 were anywhere else than
at camp I'd not roll out of bed till sun
up. But here-here there's so much to
get up for that a fellow feels like sit
ting up all night to keep anything nice
from escaping him. But just now the
best thing know is to get"
"A move on you and set the table,"
called Tom, bending over the frying
fish. And Bert, now wide awake, obey
ed the orders of his superior officer,
and spread the table for the morning
mess. Philadelphia Ledger.