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Updated: June 17, 2025
"You can keep up pretty well, and you would have struck shallow water pretty soon." "Because I had the camera," said Antha, beginning to sob from exhaustion, "and I had to keep it dry!" "You blessed lamb!" said Aunt Clara, and then choked and was unable to say any more. "There!" exclaimed Katherine exultantly, when they were back home and Antha had been put to bed and fussed over.
In a little hollow she stumbled over Antha, sitting in a heap against a tree shedding tears into her handkerchief. "What's the matter?" asked Katherine, sinking down beside her. She was so used to seeing Antha in tears that she was not greatly concerned, but out of general sympathy she inquired what was the matter. "I want to go home!" wailed Antha.
Not long after a series of agonized shrieks brought them running from all directions to see Antha racing along the path to the tents in mortal terror, with Sandhelo after her as hard as he could go. She had come across him as he was grazing, and he, seeing a cracker in her hand, had reached out his nose for it, and opened his mouth wide.
She had told Antha not half an hour ago that they were planning to hide Eeny-Meeny. Antha had told the boys and they had decided to do the same thing themselves. Her eyes filled with tears of rage and disappointment. After her championship of Antha her action cut her to the quick. Her philosophy had received a rough jolt.
The judge, interrupted in his tale of the afternoon's experience by the tempest at the other end of the table, turned toward the twins impatiently. "Stop your eternal bickering, you two!" he ordered sharply. "Then make Anthony stop teasing me!" sniffled Antha.
The Winnebagos saw it and were greatly pained because they had nothing better to offer. "Ho-ho-ho!" scoffed Anthony. "Antha has to eat spaghetti because there isn't anything else. That's a good one on her. She never will eat it at home. Ho-ho-ho!" And he grimaced derisively at her across the table. Antha laid down her fork and dissolved in tears again.
How glad they were then that they had "put up" with Antha! Somewhere in the back of each one's head there lurked the suspicion that Nyoda must have "put up" with them considerably, back in the days when she first became their Guardian. "I think we ought to set our seal on all our 'little sisters," said Katherine, speaking with her old animation.
Judge Dalrymple also promised to stay until the twins went home. "But who'll be Chiefs that extra week?" "Antha and Anthony," said Katherine promptly. "They've both proven themselves responsible."
"They must not guess what we intend to do or they'll change their plans and get ahead of us again." Needless to say, Antha was not admitted into this last council. The suspicion of her perfidy had gone around the circle and it was agreed that she was a horrid little tattletale and deserved to be left out of everything that went on thereafter.
"I can't go any farther," gasped Antha at last, sinking wearily down behind a huge stump. "Neither can I," said Migwan, who knew when she had reached the limit of her strength and realized that it would be folly to attempt to keep on to the station. Hinpoha had been panting in distress for some time, but had kept on gamely. But now she agreed with Migwan.
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