The girls arrived at their camping-place at about five that day. The big limousine that belonged to Helen’s father, and the big electric delivery wagon which Louise’s father had contributed, stood waiting for them on the road nearest the clearing in the woods, where they were to make their camp.
“Do you mean to say we’re going to eat all that?” asked Edith Hillis helplessly, as she caught sight of the piled provisions in the delivery wagon.
“Well, we shan’t have to eat the tents and cots in the limousine,” said Winona. “At least, I hope not. But I think we will manage the rest. I was on the committee that figured out how much we would want for three weeks of camping, and I’m sure there’s no more here than we ordered.”
“I have the list,” said Helen.
“Then check the things off, dear, as the men lift them out,” said Mrs. Bryan.
So Helen read from her list as the barrels and boxes were carried away, and the girls listened in awe, for this is what she read:
One and a half barrels of flour.
Fifteen pounds shortening.
(“It’s a special kind,” explained Helen. “You can use it for cakes, as well as frying and other things.”)
Fifteen pounds rice.
Fifteen pounds beans.
Five pounds baking-powder.
Three sides of bacon.
Sixty-five pounds of sugar.
Ten pounds of cocoa.
Case and a half of evaporated milk.
(“And the extra cans Winnie bought to support the cat on,” interrupted Louise. “We can steal those if the worst comes to the worst.”)