I feel guilty in taking any credit for it whatsoever, for while I was groping blindly after the solution, she put her finger, as it were, on the whole source of the trouble." After they had returned west, and Jean had gone back to New York, Kit found her opportunity of laying her summer plan before her mother and father.
"There are acres and acres here that we never use at all.

All that wonderful land on both sides of the river up through the valley, and the two islands besides.

What I thought we could do was this, if you could just let us girls manage it.

Couldn't we start a regular tent colony?
Jean was telling me before she left about an artists' colony up in the Catskills, where they have tents fitted up for light housekeeping, and I'm sure we could do it here." It had taken much argument and figuring on paper before the consent of both was won, but Cousin Roxy approved of the scheme highly.
"Land alive, Elizabeth Ann," she exclaimed, heartily, "don't crush anything that looks like budding initiative in your girls.

I'd let them put tents all over the place until it blossomed like the wilderness.
There's a stack of old furniture up in the garret at Maple Lawn and over at Elmhurst, too, and they're welcome to it.