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t always so. After the first novelty has worn off they want to go around seeing o

ch group of boys, who, in charge of their instruc

r several miles, make their camp on some island, cook their meals, rest up,

rry their own supplies, consisting of all kinds of food, potatoes, bread, meat, eggs, coffee, sugar,

can of tomatoes, a pound of butter and half dozen eggs altogether, in his rubber coat; put the matches in his tin cup and stagger away. What do

wn his left leg he retorts with, "I don't care if it is. Lots of

hat butter is apt to melt if stored away inside one's blouse. That crowd is started on its way quite happy, although the lazy bo

n't care to walk, and don't want

idea that seems to percolate through their brains is to get a whole lot of food; to make as little effort as possible; to help themselves; to fuss over everything; to be on t

he baseball field you will see one or another of that special party about t

of ten if you let a boy have his way, he is not satisfied in the end, and then is re

mes were going to have so much better time, so much better food, something better than

ars or throat, complain of an all-gone feeling in the pit of

limit to his ingenuity in thinking up some plausible excuse

Leave them beautifully alone and the day will drag along on leaden wings. Long before the rest of the boys return they will be hearti

d through? Coffee hot if muddy? Paper plates? Butter mixed with pepper? Salt mixed with sugar? Water and milk blending beautifully together? Bread and pie in close embrace? Pickles and jam exchanging flavors? As

fish frying; the cool water at your feet inviting you to jump in, to cool your fevered brow and wash some of the smudge off yourself at the same time. To say nothing of a crowd of hungry boys who have left their manners and fuss

nial spirits can work like Trojans when out for a day's sport, can build dandy fire

ot so very particular. Anything that comes their way, so long as it will make a large, juicy meal, will do. They don't care whether the meal is composed of a re

en, potatoes and coffee in a way to make you thank

ys would prefer to throw the whole business in the lake, but, having pledged ours

art in to scrape the debris together, put water on the fire to get hot, and in ma

ound is torn up, the flowers trampled underfoot, trees chopped down, empty cans left lying around, on every side upset, and untidiness! Woul