After dinner they had rest-hour till 2:30. They had to keep pretty quiet, so our three "hikers," Cousin Edna and the French girl decided to sit outside their tent and read.
"But whatever shall we read?" asked Letty.
"We have some books here," said Cousin Edna, rummaging around in an empty soap box, which stood on end, and took the place of a wash-stand in the tent.
"How are these titles: 'Woodland Nymphs,' 'Oh Jerry, Be Careful,' 'Mr. Ripling Sees it Too,' 'The Baby and the Bachelor'?"
"That's the one," cried all the girls in chorus as the last title was called out.
The book proved to be an interesting one. In fact, it made them laugh so, that it was not long before the Guardian came to hush them up and to remind them that it was "rest hour."
"Are we going to have our beach supper tonight?" asked Cousin Edna.
"Yes, and if you like," replied the Guardian, "we can take our blankets and sleep all night on the beach."
"Lovely," cried all the girls at once. "Let's get ready at once, shall we?"
Soon the picnic basket was packed and off they started to a pretty point two miles down the sandy beach.