“I s’pose Mose will freeze some cream for us as usual on Sunday and Thursday so we’d better say Tuesday, as that gives us ice-cream on an off day,” interjected Paul, before any one could decide.
“All right! Then we can go marketing to Belfast on Monday, and spend Tuesday at Rosemary,” said Fred.
The Tuesday for the Council was a lovely day and Paul took a snap-shot of Aunt Flo-Flo and her visitors. The Nature coups were claimed by Elizabeth and the three younger boys. Then Trixie formally presented a red scalp to the Black Bears and Elizabeth followed suit. Paul and Dudley also paid their forfeited locks so that Fred and Bill had a number of brilliant trophies hanging from their belts.
Finally, the much-longed-for ice-cream was brought and the pyramids piled up on the boys’ plates received sincere applause and attention.
Among the cakes passed around were certain cookies that the boys preferred to any others. So good were they, that Billy remarked, “My! But these are the best ever!”
“Who do you think baked them?” asked Trixie, eagerly.
“Not you, anyway!” laughed he.
“Well, Smarty, we did! Elizabeth and I made the batter and Edith cut them out and put them in the pans.”
“Hoh! That’s nothing! We cook whole meals at our camp!” exclaimed Paul.
“Yes siree! Say, boys, how about that breakfast yesterday, eh?” boasted Dudley.