The camp was therefore practically ready, for the "army" to move into.
At Tubby's special request, a list of the rations for the week's camp had been made out by Rob and affixed to the bulletin board in the headquarters of the Eagles.

As perhaps some of my young readers may care to know what to take on a similar expedition, is the list, exclusive of meat, which was to be brought from the mainland, and fish, which they expected to catch themselves: Oatmeal, 8 lbs.; rice, 4 lbs.; crackers, 35 lbs.; chocolate, 1 1-2 lbs.; tea, 3 lbs; coffee, 1 lb.; lard, 6 lbs.; sugar, 8 lbs.; condensed milk, 10 cans; butter, 4 lbs.; eggs, 12 dozen; bacon, 20 lbs.; preserves, 14 jars; prunes, 8 lbs.; maple syrup and molasses, 4 quarts; potatoes, 1 bushel; white beans, 6 quarts; canned corn, 6 tins; canned tomatoes, 6 tins; flour, 35 lbs.; baking powder, 2 lbs.; salt, 4 lbs.; pepper, 2 ounces.
"Well," Tubby had remarked, as he gazed attentively at the list, "we won't starve, anyhow." "I should say not," laughed Rob; "and besides all that, I've got lots of lines and squids, and the blues and mackerel are running good." "Can't I take along my twenty-two rifle--that island's just swarming with rabbits, and I think I heard some quail when we were there the other day," pleaded Merritt.
"Not in season," answered Rob laconically.

"Laws not up on them till November." "Oh, bother the law!" blurted out Merritt.

"However, I suppose if there wasn't one there wouldn't be any rabbits left." "I guess you're right," agreed Tubby.

"Still, it does seem hard to have to look at them skip about and not be able to take a shot at them." "Maybe we can set a springle and snare some," hopefully suggested Tubby, as a way out of the difficulty; "that wouldn't be as bad as shooting them, you know, and I can build a springle that will strangle them instantaneously." "No fair, Tubby," laughed Rob.