Presently, Mrs. Hatfield announced that supper would be served. The parents lined up for their decorated paper plates, napkins, silverware and big piece of homemade cake.
“We’ll be ready to dish up the ice cream in a minute,” Mrs. Hatfield advised Dan and Brad. “Will you boys please fetch the freezers?”
“Sure thing,” Dan said eagerly.
He and Brad, together with Red who wanted to help, went out on the porch for the canvas-covered freezers.
Looking about, they could not see the containers anywhere.
“Say, what became of ’em?” Dan demanded.
“There’s the canvas,” Red noted. He pointed to the covering which lay in a heap on the ground near the steps.
“Do you suppose Mr. Hatfield moved them?” Brad speculated. “Wait, I’ll find out.”
He rushed back into the church, to return a moment later with the Cub leader. Mr. Hatfield assured the boys that he had not touched either of the freezers.
“When I came this way about thirty minutes ago, both were here.”