ran across one side of the cabin, were two bedrooms.
Farther back Naki and Ceally shared a small chamber that connected with
the kitchen.

Just before supper time Ruth took Miss Sallie by the arm; Grace, Barbara
and Mollie followed them; around and around their new home "The
Automobile Girls" marched.

"See your elegance!" said Ruth to her aunt, pointing to a mirror, which
hung by a nail over Miss Sallie's rough pine wood dressing table. Her
favorite toilet articles were already laid out upon it, her wrapper hung
over the back of a chair.

"Most noble lady," continued Ruth, "behold what miracles your willing
slaves have performed for your comfort! Everything is here for your
convenience except your perfumed bath."

"Don't speak of a bath, child!" cried Miss Sallie, with a real shudder of
horror. "It is the lack of a proper bathtub that makes this camping
business truly awful!"

"Come, Miss Sallie," called Barbara, quick to change the subject. "I want
you to see the wonderful sunset." Overhead Miss Sallie beheld a golden
radiance that bathed the hilltop in a wonderful light. In the west the
sun was sinking behind a line of blue mountains.

That evening the girls sat around an open campfire piled high with pine
logs. It was a cool night, and although they were tired, no one would
suggest going in to bed. Every now and then Mollie would tumble forward
and awake with a start. She was half listening, half dreaming as Grace's
lovely voice floated out through the still night air, singing, while she
strummed idly her guitar:

"Lovely moon that softly glides,
Through the realms where God abides."

"I wonder," said Mollie to Grace, as she finally followed her into bed,
"what wonderful adventures we shall have in this forest? Perhaps we shall
awaken a wood nymph and teach her to become a mortal maid. Do you suppose
she would like the change?"

CHAPTER V

A DAY IN THE WOODS

Mollie crept to the door of their hut at sunrise next morning. She
thought she heard light footfalls outside their door. The other girls
were fast asleep, worn out by the long trip of the day before. Yet when
Mollie peeped outside no one was in sight; all was silence.

Only the birds had begun to stir in their nests and call their morning
greetings across from one tree top to another. As far as Mollie could see
stretched the unbroken forest. A narrow path ran down the hill between
the trees. A steeper i