When Addie and the little girl came back with the fish and some milk, Mrs.Weeks rose and went home with her daughter.
"The woman's husband is dead, and she's driving north with her children," Mrs.Weeks told Addie.

"She has an idea she can get work in some cannery up the coast.

I told her there were some unoccupied tents in our settlement, and I wished she and the children would come and sleep in the tents, while she's here.

But she won't come.

I was sorry they slept on the beach last night, but she says they are used to sleeping in the wagon, and it is warm weather, you know." The wagon did not drive on that day, though the woman and the children kept away from the little summer settlement.
It was the custom of the people of this small settlement to go down on the beach, after dark at evening, and have a camp-fire.