“Oh, see how close we are to the water!” exclaimed Randy. “That looks mighty good to me. I’m going in swimming at the first opportunity.”
The cadets were allowed to rest for half an hour, and then they were set to work to erect the tents and otherwise get the camp in order. A few of the lads grumbled at the work to be done, but the most of them were cheerful and obliging.
THEY WERE SET TO WORK ERECTING THE TENTS.
Down at the water’s edge there was one spot where there was a wide, sandy beach, and here several small tents had been put up for use as bathing houses.
“Any one who cares to do so can take a dip in the bay just before supper,” announced Captain Dale, after the work of putting up the tents had come to an end. “But don’t stay in longer than fifteen minutes.”
Away rushed about half of the cadets, the Rovers among them. They lost no time in divesting themselves of their uniforms and getting into their bathing trunks, and then there was another rush to see who could be the first in.
“Wow, but it’s cold!” exclaimed Fred, as he ran in up to his knees.
“Cold!” exclaimed another cadet. “Gee, it’s icy!”
“This is the way to go in!” cried Jack, and, rushing in part way, he took a plunge and disappeared from sight.