“Ain’t it jolly?” said Teddy. “It’s a big sight better than New York.”
“Ain’t that a nice field for baseball?” said Julius, pointing to a large pasture some distance ahead.
“There’s lots of fields, but no ball.”
“Look there, fellers! Do you see that little pond down there?”
“Let us go there.”
“All right.”
The boys jumped over the fence, and walked in the direction of the pond. It was a small circular sheet of water, covering about two acres. On it was a small, unpainted boat, which the boys no sooner saw than they jumped into. There was but one paddle inside, which{58} the boys used by turns. They had never before been in a boat, and were not scientific navigators; still they managed to paddle around the little pond, greatly to their satisfaction.
“I wonder if there’s any fish in this pond,” said Julius.
“I don’t see none,” said Teddy.
“If there was, it would be good fun to catch some,” said Tom.