eroes. It has two
heroines, so maybe if you don't like one, you'll like the other. One's an
emergency heroine, that's what Harry said.

Now maybe if you've read all about our adventures up at Temple Camp, you'll
remember that my sister Marjorie was going to have a birthday party. I told
Mr. Ellsworth that I would like to go home for that party and go back to
Temple Camp the next day. Maybe you will remember about it, on account of
my saying that she was going to have coconut frosted cake.

Now on that night that we were camping near Haverstraw, I happened to think
about it being my sister's birthday. I just happened to think of it while
we were sitting around our campfire.

I said, "This is my sister's birthday and she's going to have a party and
coconut frosted cake and things, and I'd like to be there. I wish I had
thought about it yesterday-I'd have sent her a postcard." Because, one
thing, I never forgot about my sister's birthdays.

Harry said, "Why don't you call her up?"
"Sure," Westy said, "they'll just about be having the eats now ."

I said, "What good will that do me?"

"Anyway, where's the telephone?" Dorry said.

"I bet there's a booth over in that little station," Harry said; "why don't
you go over and see? It would be a big surprise, hey?"

I said, "You bet it would. Come on over and we'll see if there's one there,
Westy." The station that Harry spoke about was a little dinky station that
we had passed about a half of a mile back. When we passed it, Harry said he
guessed maybe it was the West Haverstraw Station. It was all dark even
then. But anyway, Westy and I decided we would go back to it and see if it
was open and if there was a 'phone booth there.

"Let's wait till half-past nine before we start," I said; "and then we'll
call up at exactly ten o'clock, because that's the time they'll all be
going in for the eats and they'll be giving the presents then, too. It'll
kind of seem as if I were there just at the right minute."

So at half-past nine, Westy and I started down the road.

"Give her our best wishes," Harry called after us.

It was awful dark and we could hardly see our way going along the road. A
couple of times I went stumbling into the ditch. But, anyway, all the
while I kept thinking about Marjorie and how it would look at home with all
those people there and lots of presents and things.

"I'm mighty glad Harry thought about that," I said.

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