Here is the May-pole; that will do for one." "We can't pitch the tent, soldier fashion.

We must drive down four forked stakes; then put poles on the forks, and cover the whole with cloth." "But where are the stakes and the poles ?" "We can cut them in the woods.

We will get Joe Braman's ax, and do it this forenoon." "Suppose they should make a raft, and come off to us ?" suggested Charles.
"We have two fast boats, and can easily keep out of their way," replied Tim.

"If they want to fight we can beat them off." Charles did not approve of fighting, and thought it would be bad policy.
Tim was tolerably tractable now that he was having his own way, and was not very strenuous in support of his own pugnacious views.

When their plans were fully digested they left the island to prepare the stakes.
Before noon they separated, and the truant returned home about the usual time.
That afternoon he joined the Zephyrs in an excursion up the lake, and another lighthouse was erected in the vicinity of a dangerous reef.
"What shall we do next week ?" asked Charles, as they were returning home.
"We are going up the river," replied Frank.