The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1926-11-04
"The very thing" cried Ms Nor

= ton.
t billy, you are a duck
shrleked Lydia.
Gimme something 10 eat, ma, be
fore | go out to milk" said Billy
J with a grin that struggled to b,
modest.
Billy's suggestion proved indeed
to be a happy one. He was a Will
ing pack horse and middleman fol
Lydia, and though the demand fol
fudge was never Overwhelming
Lydia by the end of May hac
cleared something over thirty-fve
dollars.
Her JOY over this method of earn
ing money was not confined to Its
relation to the camping trip. She
saw herself helping 10 pay up their
Indebtedness to Levine, Marshall
having made good his threat to call
in the note.
In the meantime she expended
the whole OF her four dollars on a
pair Of buckskin outing boots and
eight dollars on a little corduroy
hunting coat and skirt. The suit
was cheap but well cut, with bell
and pockets and welted seams. The
soft buckskin shoes fitted the slen-
der calves like velvet. With her
bright cheeks and her yellow hair
above the fawn-colored corduroy.
Lydia looked half boy, half woman.
MY soul, Lydia, they're just
grand!" cried Lizzie.
What boys are going in that
crowdf' demanded Amos.
Charlie and Kent and-Mar-
gery's mothers given in-'Gustus
Bach. I told you. Daddy, don't
you like the suit?"
Like il =" exclaimed Amos.
Lydia. I'm stunned by Ill | wish
! could have bought you your first
suit myself, Lydia. But on a dol
lar and a half a day, / swan"
Lydia spun through her Junior
examination blissfully. For once
marks and final averages were of
little Importance to her. For the
week after school closed she was
going camping
Amos had been very sober when
he said good-hy TO Lydia, at half
past six. ITS yOur first trip,
Lydia. Don't do anything you
wouldn't want your mother to see
Lydia looked at him wonderingly,
then threw her arms about his
neck. "Oh, daddy, l don't want to
60 off and leave you two whole
weeks"
TITS too late TO back out now.
Go on and have a good time" said
picking up his dinner pail.
watched him down the road.
Suddenly she realized how lonely
mother.
Promptly at nine Charlie and !
Kent whirled up TO the gate In q {
r%arryall. S
Here come Miss Towne and
olga :" cried Kent. "Margery'H he
ate, of course '
At nine-ffteen Margery was {
iriven up in state by Elviry, and [
It nine-twenty the csrryaIl was off 7
the north In a cloud of dust. u
Adam bowling dismally at
he gate. c
where the hills begin again. 7
hats the reservation" said Char
lie. "Just beyond that group of /,
buildings is the reservation line" v
The buildings Charlie pointed to h
the first that had appeared e
n several miles. A two-stOry. I'M a
frame house with several
and sheds comprised the
roup. There was a sign on the
ront Of the house.
Last Chance" read Margery, as 7
hey clattered by. For goodness i
she giggled, rs it a hotel?" Ii
Look at all the women One in II
very window !" cried Olga. "Why. Ct
hey must have a lot Of maids! Do W
eople come up here in the sum al
Ter, Kent?" st
Kent gave Miss Towne an appeal 1r
lg glance.
ITS a miserable, disreputable al
ACE. girls" said the teacher. OF
Why look at that when you have in
beautiful hills before you?
ow far into the reservation do K
e go, charlie?" 60
"About four miles. It's where 10
every year"
The road. curving around a hill. az
d without warning entered the tn
Ne woods. kn
The others fell to chatting again.
It Lydia was too moved for te,
'rds. The incense of the pines, Ju
FIR curious murmuring stiffness, in.
used in her memories that were sci
rhaps half racial. She was still SCI
a half dream when the blue of
lake glimmered beyond the far tn,
les and the carryall drew up q
tn a flourish before three tents
In the pines ON the waters edge. Ly
charlie and Kent had made their loo
,parations well and they dis TO
yed them proudly. They had ere
tied the three old A tents from {
agent, as well as the seven can in
cots, the dishes and the cook Nv,
utensils. The middle tent had fix
n arranged with a rough slab Tn
lie and benches for a dining a |
| living room. The boys tent wo
h three cots and the girls with tin
+, were crowded but comfort old
me
It's very nice, indeed, boys" !"
4 Miss Towne. Come. girls, get afr
your aprons. I suppose you're F."
starved" wo,
Wait." cried Kent. the
lat's not the way this camps YOU