in
tomorrow and, catch more."

Mr. Tetlow was going about among the teachers, asking if all their
pupils were on hand, ready for the march back. Danny Rugg and some of
his close friends were missing.

"They ought not to have gone off so far," said Mr. Tetlow, as he blew
several times on the whistle. Soon Danny and the other boy, were seen
coming from a distant part of the grove. One of the boys, Harry White,
looked very pale, and not at all well.

"What is the matter?" asked Mr. Tetlow, and he looked curiously at
Danny and the others, and sniffed the air as though he smelled
something.

"I--I guess I ate too many--apples," said Harry, in a faint voice. "We
found an orchard, and--"

"I told you not to go into orchards, and take fruit," said Mr. Tetlow,
severely.

"The man said we could," remarked Danny. "We asked him."

"Then you should not have eaten so many," said Mr. Tetlow. "I can't
see how ripe apples, which are the only kind there are this time of
year--could make you ill unless you ate too many," and he looked at
Danny and Harry sharply. But they did not answer.

The march home was not as joyful as the one to the grove had been, for
most of the children were tired. But they all had had a fine time, and
there were many requests of the teachers to have another picnic the
next week.

"Oh, we can't have them every week, my dears," said Miss Franklin, who
had charge of Flossie, Freddie and some others in the kindergarten
class. "Besides, it will soon be too cool to go out in the woods. In
a little while we will have ice and snow, and Thanksgiving and
Christmas."

"That will be better than picnics," said Freddie. "I'm going to have a
new sled."

"I'm going to get a new doll, that can walk," declared Flossie, and
then she and the others talked about the coming holidays.

At school several days in the following week little was talked of
except the picnic, the snake scare from the old tree root, the catching
of the fish, and the illness of Harry White, for that boy was quite
sick by the time town was reached, and Mr. Tetlow called a carriage to
send him home.

"And I can guess what made him sick too," said Bert to Nan, privately.

"What?" she asked.

"Smoking cigarettes."

"How do you know?"

"Because when I and some of the other fellows were fishing we saw Danny
and his crowd smoking in the woods. They offered us some, but we
wouldn't take any. Harry said he was sick then, but Danny on