"
"Great Caesar! What a fine fellow your dad -- I mean your father
-- must be."
"Of course he is fine. The boys had no right to attempt stealing
the berries. My father would have given them some for the
asking."
"But they wouldn't have been half as sweet as if they were hooked
on the sly," said Tom wisely, and everybody laughed.
"You boys ought to have fine times at Putnam Hall," went on Dora
to Dick. "I sometimes see the soldier boys marching; and once,
last summer, I visited their encampment."
"We are looking forward to a good time,"' was the answer. "And I
trust we see you again," went on Dick; and Dora blushed prettily.
The Golden Star was now approaching a little landing known as
Hopedale, and all left their chairs to see the village, and people
getting on and off. It was an engaging scene, and the did not
return to the bow of the boat until ten minutes later, after
taking a walk completely around the steamer's deck.
In the bow a surprise awaited them. During their absence Dan
Baxter had appropriated four of their camp chairs and was
stretched out on them as if in sleep.
"Oh, what a cheek!" cried Tom.
"Let us haul him off," suggested Sam.
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