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Updated: July 29, 2025
'Campin' out is chill enough these nights. I han't much furder to go to the end of my blaze, and then I'll be back with you. So will you wait or come along?
"We hain't got no salt to put on their tails," explained Glover, grinning more with pain than with his joke. "I'd ate 'em widout salt," said Sweeny. "If the tails was feathers, I'd ate 'em." "We must camp early, and try our luck at hunting," observed Thurstane. "I go for campin' airly," groaned the limping and tottering Glover.
"Gid Birkenshaw told me I sh'd find you somewheres around the lake; but he didn't say nothin' 'bout your bein' camped on an island. I bin searchin' along the shores; found one o' your campin' grounds in among the trees, though you'd cleaned it up so's it wasn't easy ter be sure it was a campin' place at all.
"I never seen no-one that liked the woods like you gals seem to before, 'ceptin' a feller that lived in the boardin' house I worked at in Albany. He was a bug on campin' and fishin' and gunnin', and all that." "Did you work in Albany?" queried Laura, surprised. "Yep. Last year. I had a right good place, too. Plenty of work.
Like as if he had some important business on the island. When I asked him about it he said there was a fellow who had some dangerous disease, and was campin' out there, and Jim allowed that he had to fetch him things." "Indeed!" exclaimed Cora. "That's a queer story for a man like Peters. But I'm going to his shack first, even if he is not at home.
Slick; "go and see your old friend, if you must, and go to the old campin' grounds of your folks; though the wigwam I expect has gone long ago, but don't look at anythin' else. I want we should visit the country together. I have an idea from what little I have seed of it, Scotland is over-rated.
"We'd need the cover off of the wagon to do that, and kittles," said Grandma Padgett, "and dried meat and butter and cake and things out of the wagon." "Maybe Zene's back in the woods campin' somewhere," exclaimed aunt Corinne. "And he has his gun, and can shoot birds too." "No, he's goin' along the right road and expectin' us to follow.
I'm as wild as any comet when I first swing out o' my regular orbit, an' I rode on an' on, sometimes puttin' up for the night at a ranch house an' sometimes campin' out in the open, where I'd lay till dawn gazin' up at the stars an' wonderin' how things were goin', back at the Diamond Dot.
"Thet's your smoke, shore enough," replied John, thoughtfully. "Now, I jest wonder who's campin' there. No water near or grass for hosses." "John, that point's been used for smoke signals many a time." "Was jest thinkin' of thet same. Shall we ride around there an' take a peek?" "No. But we'll remember that. If Beasley's got his deep scheme goin', he'll have Snake Anson's gang somewhere close."
"Oh, I know you've set your thick head dead against rentin' it at all, but that's silly, as I've told you a thousand times. The house is empty and it doesn't do any house good to stay empty. Course if 'twas anybody but you, Jed Winslow, you'd live in it yourself instead of campin' out in this shack here."
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