Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-07-05

dinner at noon. The meal in the mid
die of the day out at Camp Good Will
is not lunch. nor is it luncheon, but
just plain dinner.
What do they have to eat? Well,
Friday they had baked fish, boiled po-
tatoes and string beans and bread and
butter and milk. The vegetables came
not much INDUCED in at the camp. but
yesterday being July 4, which. like
Christmas, comes but once year.
there was real ice cream. To you who
are in the habit of eating ice cream at
will. this may not seem such a Won
derful treat, but gee. your ice cream
never tastes as good to you as 1t did
yesterday to the boys and girls seated at
the Camp Good VIII tables.
For breakfast Friday they had cod
fish balls, cereals and bread and milk.
and for supper that night bread and
butter and-guess. nothing more or less
than Chocolate blanc mango"
II don't know how you said it," de-
clared Jimmy OBrien. eight years old,
smiling at the memory of the departed
blanc mango (however you do pro-
nounce it,, but it was powerful good
stuff"
Rock Climbing Favorite Pastime.
In the afternoon the campers break
up into groups. just as people do at all
summer resorts, whether at Newport
or Camp Good Will. Rock climbing"
Is one of the favorite amusements.
This consists of going down to Rock
creek and climbing around on the
rocks. The object of the game is to
always touch rock and never touch
land or water.
'I never got wet at all" triumphantly
announced Jimmy, on his return from
the creek yesterday: but that boy over
there. he fell clear in" From the looks
of the boy over there he must have
fallen all the way in and out.
There is a piano in the main pavilion.
and on this much-abused instrument the
older girls land few of the mothers)
play. usually in the afternoon. The little
kiddies play in the sand pile, and throw
sand in each others eyes. sometimes.
pile, too. sit the mothers. watching their
children. They are accompanied by some
one or more of the camp workers.
Yesterday Miss Anna Began. while sit
ting by the sand pile was surprised by
the onslaught of two or three dozen lit
tie girls, who insisted on browning her
Queen of the Daisies" A hastily I'M
provised veil of mosquito netting was
thrown over her head daisies were stuck
into her hair, and waving green leaves
touch
Sdh6 MAUI u OAHU.
Little dark-haired Rosetta Of her name
isn't Rosetta it ought to be- then pre-
scented Miss Began with a cake made
of sand. with shells and daisies mixed
with it. all in a tin bucket.
Goodness. look at the cake!' sneered
Miss Cecilia OBrien. proceeding to fix
up a cake more to her liking. Another
small girl ran up with a sign. which she
affixed to the back of the chair in which
the crowned queen of daisies was sitting
1t read:
THE Queen of Camp Good VIII Is Miss
Annah."
Here. stick your hand in this"
screamed another little girl, running up
with great pan of water. The willing
Miss Began complied. and a dozen or
more then ofticiated In "ashlne sta4n
from her hand
With such scenes life at Camp Good
VIII is filed. Many of the children
read in the afternoon. there being in the
main building a constantly growing
library. The nurse is in constant de-
mand by those who fall and cut their
arms or legs. The younger children hnd
their greatest amusement. perhaps, IN
the bubble fountain bubble fouh-
tain" it may be stated 1or the nenent
of the uninitiated, is merely sanitary
drinking fountain. but to two-year-old
or three-year-old. or even four-year-old,
il is bubble fountain
One Pretty Feature.
The close of the usual day at Camp
Good VIII constitut~s>2ne of the pref
test features of he daily life. After
supper the whole \camp assembled in
the James pavilionl the little children
in a ring in the center. then the larger
children, the mothers occupying the
seats of honor on the outskirts. The
lanterns are lighted. The talented of
the group then sing and give recita-
fions Friday evening Mr.. TAYLOR read