This, of course, neither she nor the others realized at the time was a prophetic statement.
Naturally, if one is to go on such an excursion as this of the Corner House girls, one must have some idea of the roads, of hotels, and of the choice of routes and hostelries, as well as distances between proposed stops.
As far as they had been able to learn there was no hotel on the road they had selected, near which they would be at noon of this first day. So, in with the suitcases and other impedimenta, was packed a lunch hamper.
When they stopped by a wayside spring for the noon bivouac, they were out of sight of every house and a long way from home. But Neale O’Neil knew this road.
“I was over it the other day with Mr. Howbridge. Pogue Lake is just back there a couple of miles. That’s a great fishing place.”
From the apex of these when they were
set up, the kettle was hung.