CHAPTER VII
THE CANOE TRIP
Of course, Jessie Norwood and Amy Drew did not spend all their time over the radio set in Jessie’s room. At least, they did not do so after the first two or three days.
There was not much the girls cared to hear being broadcasted before late afternoon; so they soon got back to normal. Not being obliged to get off to school every day but Saturday and Sunday, had suddenly made opportunity for many new interests.
“Or, if they are not new,” Amy said decisively, “we haven’t worn them out.”
“Do you think we shall wear out the radio, honey?” asked Jessie, laughing.
“I don’t see how the air can be worn out. And the radio stuff certainly comes through the air. Or do the Hertzian waves come through the ground, as some say?”
“You will have to ask some scientist who has gone into the matter more deeply than I have,” Jessie said demurely. “But what is this revived interest that you want to take up?”
“Canoe. Let’s take a lunch and paddle away 58 down to the end of the lake. There are just wonderful flowers there. And one of the girls said that her brothers were over by the abandoned Carter place and found some wild strawberries.”