“Pod’s came with ours?”
“Yes; and mine came in from Mortonville. Funny, wasn’t it, they all came on the same day?”
“Yes,” said Chot “I ordered Pod’s name put on his. I thought that would please him.”
They were planning the way to tell Pod of his good fortune, when the little fellow came dashing into the room.
“What do you think?” he cried. “There’s a package of freight down at the depot for me, and I don’t even know what it is.”
“That so?” said the Comrades in the same breath. No one cracked a smile and Pod continued:
“Will you fellows go down with me? There may be freight charges. If so, I shall want to borrow a little till I get my next allowance from Mr. Hounson.”
“That’ll be all right,” said Chot. “We were going down to the depot, anyway. Fleet has ordered his canoe sent over from Mortonville and it should be here to-day.”
The boys left the barracks together and walked toward the depot. Pod was scarcely able to conceal his curiosity. Never before had he received a package of any nature, and he wondered who could have sent him this.
When the boys entered the depot freight room a few moments later and saw the four canoes spread out before them, all were thrilled with delight.