Everything must have an end, even skating parties and books—but there will be more skating parties and more books, too.
On the way back to Gresham, Mr. Tucker divulged to us that he had a scheme for pleasure, and if we girls, one and all, studied hard, and if Miss Cox would promise to be as blind to our faults as she honorably could, we were all of us included in the scheme! He had engaged a cottage at Willoughby Beach for the month of July and there we were to camp out and live the simple life.
"Oh, how grand!" we gasped together.
We had something to look forward to now and knew that the last half of the year would fly by. We could hardly wait for the camping time to come,—and I just hope my readers are as anxious to hear about my "Vacation with the Tucker Twins" as I am anxious to tell them about it!
THE END.
Transcriber's Notes:
Obvious punctuation errors repaired.
Varied hyphenation was retained. This includes words such as Cotton-tail and Cottontail; gatehouse and gate-house.