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Fat folkth alwayth laugh when they thhouldn't. They thhake all over when they laugh. I'm glad I'm not fat like Buthter." Margery's face was flushed and indignant. Her companions were laughing merrily at her expense. Harriet had gotten up and was removing her wet clothing. Miss Elting lifted Tommy, who also had sat down, and gave her a gentle push toward the dressing room.
"Yeth tho do I. But I feel more thorry for the folkth who have to live with me." "I propose that we all take a hand in doing the work," suggested Harriet. "The evening is so fine that we should enjoy it together. I'll clear off the table." "And I'll brush it," offered Jane. "Then I'll sweep the floor. Say, this is fine. All one has to do with the rubbish is just to drop it overboard.
"All the world am sad and dreary," wailed Caroline, in a high head-note, "everywhere I roam." "Oh, darkieth," lisped the younger girl in response, "how my heart growth weary, far from the old folkth at h-o-o-me." This was repeated two or three times before the others seemed to get the full swing of it, and then the lines rose and fell sadly and monotonously in the darkness.
"We have forgotten all about a lamp!" exclaimed Harriet as they neared the cabin. "That has been attended to," replied Miss Elting. "You know we have been thleeping, Harriet," reminded Tommy "thleeping our young headth off. Ithn't it nithe to be able to thleep while other folkth do your work for you?" They had hurried on and Tommy was obliged to run to catch up with them.
You have wonderful endurance," said the guardian. "Tho am I tired. I'm worn out," declared Tommy. "Tired? Why, you haven't done a thing, you dear little goose," chuckled Crazy Jane. "I know that. It maketh me tired to watch you folkth work. Now, what crathy thing are we going to do?" "After we have rested we are going to explore our Island of Delight.
I mean, I did not see any when we were out there to-day. I don't understand it. What can he be doing with wireless so late at night?" "Maybe he ith telegraphing home to find out if the folkth are all right," suggested Tommy. Harriet did not smile. Her face was very grave, her forehead wrinkled in thought.
Miss Elting slipped it on for her, and assisted Hazel to her feet. "It is all right," cried the girl. "Isn't that strange?" "Yeth. Thome thingth make thome folkth forget thome other thingth," observed Tommy sagely. "Have you forgotten your troubleth, Harriet?" "I think so, Tommy. I will race you up to the trail."
"Not on thith houtheboat," complained Tommy. "It keepeth me tired out all the time watching other folkth work. My boneth ache all night long, I am tho tired. When I get home I'll thleep for a month to make up for lotht time." "Had we better start now, Harriet?" asked the guardian. "Oh, mercy, no; The boys are up yet and perhaps out on the lake.
Opening his arms wide he took her by both her hands, and would have sprung her up and down, after the riding-master manner of congratulating young ladies on their dismounting from a rapid act; but there was no rebound in Sissy, and she only stood before him crying. 'Good-bye, my dear! said Sleary. 'You'll make your fortun, I hope, and none of our poor folkth will ever trouble you, I'll pound it.
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