“I think I have enough pieces of tanned leather to give each girl a cover,” now offered Zan.
“And we have enough thong and beads to bind the books and tie the pages,” added Elena.
“Then the girls ought to buy the page paper and make their Tallies at once, so everything can be entered in proper order,” advised the Guide.
“Miss Miller, maybe we can try for the degree of canoeman while we camp near the water,” ventured Jane.
Miss Miller said nothing to this but smiled and shook her head. She wondered if the girls understood the experience necessary before winning a degree of that kind.
Jim, the Bakers’ chauffeur, and Alfred, the Remingtons’ chauffeur, had each been given concise directions how to find the camp-site. Bob had drawn a road-map for Jim, and Fred had sketched a rough plan of where to turn. So Jim led the three cars as they left the ferry.
After travelling several miles, he consulted Bob’s map.
“I don’t seem to quite get this clear! Master Bob’s got here ‘Good woodland road,’ but all I can find is this swamp and that wood-cutters’ trail on the far side!” said Jim.
The other two cars came up, and Alfred said: “Can you make head or tail out of the map, Jim?”
“I was jus’ sayin’ that Master Bob must have been dreamin’ about this ‘good woodland road,’” returned Jim.