CHAPTER FOURTEEN
THE TWENTY-FOURTH FEATHER
EARLY in the morning of the festive day, Mose came to Mrs. Remington with a question expressed in his troubled eyes.
“We ain’t got dishes enough, nohow, fer de big crowd yo’ all is expectin’,” said he.
“Why, Mose! What about all those shooks of wooden plates salvaged from the wreck—and the other wooden things?” said she.
“Oh, Ah diden’ know yo’ all woul’ want t’ use dem fo’ Noo Yoak comp’ny,” apologised Mose, who wanted to put “the best foot foremost” with expected strangers.
“You know, it isn’t the dishes they’ll notice, Mose, but what’s on them!” declared Mrs. Remington wisely.
“Ah s’pose so!” conceded the half-convinced cook.
The Great Convocation having safely arrived on Sunset Island, the morning was devoted to all sorts of athletics and water-sport contests.
The Grey Fox boys acquitted themselves admirably for such young beginners in Woodcraft, and they seized the chance in the presence of so many witnesses to win coups for “chinning the bar,” “hop, step, and jump” and other games.