hich way do you want to go first?" asked Neal, turning a little from
his steering wheel.

"To the Point," called Cleo.

"Thought we were sure, positive, no mistake, going to Looney Land this
time," grumbled Julia.

"So we are but we will stop off at the Point, and feel the lay of the
land first. We may get a line on the wild animals, you know."

"I like motor boating even better than sail boating, and I thought the
Blowell was perfect." This was Cleo's comment on the Treddie's trip, as
the launch skimmed over the river and bay, rejoicing in every wave
presented to her bow.

"We won't get stuck on a sand bar, at any rate," reflected Louise. "This
boat has power enough to push itself off."

"But we could get engine troubles," Neal warned. "Although I don't
anticipate any such disaster. Which one of you girls lives in the
Gordon house?" he asked presently.

"I do," said Grace. "Don't tell me they are coming back for anything?"

"No, not just that," replied Neal; "but Dick Gordon is my chum. He has
been out with a yachting party all summer, the Altons of New York, you
know, and I had a line from his last port. He will be back in about a
week. I'm awfully anxious to see him. We have great times always, but he
got in service, through the Canadian lines, and I got--left, so I
haven't seen Dick since."

"They took very young boys in the Canadian service just before the
armistice I know," said Cleo, "for my seventeen-year-old brother ran
over there, and got the 'wings' the day before Peace Day."

"Yes, that is how Dick made it," explained Neal. "But now he's getting
back, a little late but mighty welcome."

"I suppose he will want a look at his old room," said Grace. "It is just
as he left it, I believe."

"Yes, Dick has a hobby for sea stuff, and his marine room was his pride.
But he won't bother you folks any; he isn't that sort," said Neal.

"Now Grazie," teased Elizabeth, "look out for your window."

"Rather I'll leave a love note on the sill, like the lady-faire of
old," retorted Grace. "At any rate he is apt to call on me."

"Here we are at the Point," called out Julia. "Don't fall overboard in
landing."

"If you want to go in at the island, after you have looked around here,
there is a perfect stone arch at the other end. I'll take you over that
way, if you like. It's one of the prettiest spots around here,"
suggested Neal.

"Oh, yes, that will be splendid," Louise answered. "We have seen the
island