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Chip met them at the bed wagon, where they slipped dispiritedly off their horses and began to unsaddle all save Weary; he stared around him, got cautiously to the ground and walked, with that painfully circumspect stride sometimes affected by the intoxicated, over to the cook-tent. "Well," snapped Chip to the others, "For once in his life, Happy was right."
The boys had brought over a can of milk and a big block of ice from the landing and Mrs. Morse had made the ice-cream. The boys froze it and packed it down in the shade. Everybody began to get hungry early, for the odors from the cook-tent had been most delicious. As soon as the chickens and the baked potatoes were done, supper was served. Liz, in a clean dress and a clean apron served it.
"Let's go down to the lake in a body and refuse to allow the dogs to come ashore." Liz Bean had listened from the cook-tent, but said nothing. Her plain face was as expressionless as ever. Now, when Mrs. Morse and the girls of Central High started down the slope on the northern side of the knoll, Liz slipped into the woods to the west, and quickly disappeared in the thick underbrush.
He was allus tellin' what gorgeous things he had to eat at Del's, and then, blow me, I'd dream about 'em the livelong night." Presently the food came in from the cook-tent. The four sat down, David beside the girl, who generously took him in hand at this unusual banquet.
Maybe the wages won't appeal to yuh, but I'm willing to throw in heaps uh valuable experience that won't cost yuh a cent." He lowered an eyelid toward the cook-tent, although no one was visible. Thurston studied the matter while he coiled his rope, and no longer. Secretly he had wanted all along to be a part of the life instead of an onlooker.
"It can't be," said Laura, who heard of the trouble first of all when she popped out of the sleeping tent. Lizzie Bean had awakened Mrs. Morse and that lady bundled in a blanket-robe had come to the cook-tent to see. "I ain't never walked in my sleep yet and knowed it," stated Lizzie, with conviction. "And there's the things missin' "
"That's a good idee, Mister," said Liz, from the cook-tent. "The dog is wuth more than any boy to watch for us." "Hear that, will you?" demanded Chet. "You girls have one fine suffragette in this Lonesome Liz, as Billy calls her." "She's ripe for battle, when it comes to pitting the ladies against the mere male," laughed Laura. "We have found that out."
She walked over to where the maid-of-all-work stood before the cook-tent. "What does this mean, Lizzie Bean?" she demanded. "I tell you I ain't workin' for you no more," cried Liz, wildly. "I've give up me job." "But you had no right to do what you have done." "I don't care, I'd done more. I'd gone at that sheriff with my finger-nails if he'd come nearer. Don't I hate him just?"
Happy Jack did not realize that he was doing two thirds of the work about the cook-tent, but that was a fact. Because Jakie could not drive the mess-wagon team, Happy Jack had been appointed his assistant.
He had the day before him and what a day it was! Cameron lay upon a buffalo skin in front of the cook-tent, content with all the world and for the moment with himself. Six months ago he had engaged as an axeman in the surveyors' gang at $30 per month and "found," being regarded more in the light of a supernumerary and more or less of a burden than anything else.
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