I like camp in the daylight, but it would be moah comfortable to have a house to sleep in at night.

I wish I could wish myself back home till mawnin'." "I don't mind the bugs and spiders," said Katie, recklessly, "and you'd better not let the boys find out that you do, or they'll never stop teasing you." A bountifully spread supper-table met their sight as they reached the camp.

It had been made by laying long boards across two poles, which were supported by forked stakes driven into the ground.

The eight girls made a rush for the camp-stools on one side of the table, and the eight boys grabbed those on the other side.
"Don't have to have no manners in the woods," remarked little Freddy Nicholls, straddling his stool, and beginning his supper, regardless of the knife and fork beside his plate.

"That's what I like about camping out.