We want the tent up in good shape before darkness falls." It is not much of a trick to raise a tent twelve feet by twenty, when there are six pairs of hands to do it.

The two centre poles were adjusted to the ridge-pole, and all three were pushed in under the canvas.
"Up with her," called Dick.
As the tent was raised, Tom and Greg were left holding the centre poles in place.

With a sledge Dick drove a corner stake, and a guy-rope was made fast to it.

One after another the remaining corner stakes were quickly driven and the ropes made fast.

The tent would now stand by itself.
Dick and Dave, Tom and Greg now attended to two stakes at a time, making the other guy-ropes fast.
"Danny, you may set in all the wall-pegs," said Dick, standing back to survey the really neat job.
"I've been thinking-----" began Dalzell.
"Then let Hazelton do the wall-pegging," retorted Dick tersely.
"I've been thinking-----" Dalzell went on, "that it would be awfully funny, wouldn't it, if that red Smattach belonged, not to Dodge, but to some fellow we've never seen before ?" "It would be inexpressibly funny!" growled Tom Reade.