said Gladys.

"Elaine didn't go floating along with one arm stuck out like that,"
objected Sahwah.

"Well, we could cover her with a robe of white samite," said Hinpoha,
"and she wouldn't look so much as if she were kicking."

"But, anyway, we can have more fun than a picnic with her," said
Katherine.

After supper, with much ceremony and speechifying, Eeny-Meeny was raised
up on a flat rock for a platform, with her back to a slender pine, where
she stood facing the Council Rock, with one foot forward to preserve her
balance and her right arm extended toward the councilors, looking for
all the world as if she were separating the sheep from the goats, and
counting "Eeny, meeny, miny, mo!"

CHAPTER VI

THE VOYAGEURS

When Katherine and the Captain became Chiefs the following Monday night,
they announced that the Principal Diversion for that week would be a
canoe trip up the river they had followed on foot in their search for
the moose. This little river flowed into the lake at a point just
opposite Ellen's Isle, running between high, frowning cliffs at its mouth.

"It's to be a sure enough 'exploraging' party," continued Katherine,
"and we won't come back the same day." A cheer greeted her words.

"Won't the war canoe look fine sweeping up the river?" asked Migwan,
seeing the picture in her mind's eye. "This will be a bigger Argonautic
Expedition than the other."

"We won't be able to take this trip in the war canoe," spoke up Uncle
Teddy. "From what I have seen of that little river it is too shallow in
places to float a canoe. If we made the trip in the small canoes we
could get out and carry them along the shore when we came to the shallow
places, which we couldn't do with the war canoe very easily."

"Oh, I'm so glad we're going in the small canoes," said Sahwah,
delighted. "It's lots more epic. Of course," she added hastily, "it's
heavenly in the war canoe, all paddling together, but it isn't nearly so
exciting. There one person does the steering and it's always Uncle
Teddy, but in a small canoe you can do your own steering. And, besides,"
she continued in a heartfelt tone, "there's no chance of the war canoe's
tipping, and there always is in a little one."

"I take it that upsetting a canoe is one of the chief joys in life for
you," remarked Uncle Teddy. "No trip complete for you without an upset,
eh? I must make a note of that, and pack all the valuable cargo in the
other canoes. And I shall o