“The call of our camp,” explained Natalie. “It is made up of the first two letters of the words—work—health—love. Isn’t it pretty?”
“Love?” asked Blake mischievously.
“Silly!” murmured Natalie.
“Say it again,” demanded Jack.
“Wo-he-lo!
Wo-he-lo!
Dogwood! Dogwood Camp!
Ho! Ho!”
Thus chanted Marie.
“Bravo!” complimented Jack. “That will do as a war-whoop to scare the Gypsies—when we find them,” he added more soberly.