d of Delight.' How do you like it?"

"Great!" shouted the boys in chorus.

"Have you been all over it yet?" asked Sam.

"No, we have not," replied Jane, and with truth, for they had not yet
explored the entire island. They were going to do so that day.

Harriet wanted to test their woodsmanship, so she skilfully led the boys
toward the spot where the "Red Rover" had been so successfully secreted
during the time the boys had been searching for them. By making a wide
detour Harriet finally brought up right over the place where the cave
and the secret creek lay.

Jane turned away that they might not see her laughter. In the meantime
Harriet and George were discussing the beauties of the place. She gave
him every opportunity to discover the retreat, but George looked about
him with unseeing eyes. As a matter of fact, Harriet admitted to herself
that had she not known that the stream lay below her she never would
have dreamed of its existence.

There were smiles on the faces of all the Meadow-Brook Girls when
finally they turned away and slowly beat their trail through the thick
growth of vegetation to the lower end of the island. They spent some
time there, sitting on rocks, watching the boats on the lake. Many
admiring glances were directed toward the girls by the Tramp Club boys
who were very much pleased with the straightforward friendly manner of
the Meadow-Brook Girls.

Finally they turned their footsteps homeward, reaching the camp late in
the afternoon. Larry ran on ahead and gazed out over the water.

"What do you see?" called Jane.

"I was looking to see if that 'Red Rover' had disappeared while we were
away," answered the red-headed Larry. "You can't tell about that craft.
It's just as likely not to be there as it is to be there," he added
lamely, then flushed when his companions laughed at him.

"You're mixed, Larry," jeered Sam.

"The 'Red Rover' behaves well when we are away," said the guardian in
reply. "We work our spells on it only when we are aboard. It would be
rather embarrassing to have the 'Red Rover' disappear while we were
absent. By the way, we should be happy to have you young gentlemen come
over and take tea with us this evening. Will you come?"

George shook his head.

"No, thank you. Not to tea. There are too many of us. But I'll tell you
what we will do. We will come over later in the evening and have a visit
and another concert. Larry plays the banjo. He'll give you an Irish jig