"But, father, we shall be cold!"
"What keeps us warm in the house in winter, Polly?"
"A fire," said Polly. "Oh, now I know, now I know! You will build a fire in the woods. Once you promised me that you would. Goody, goody, goody, goody!" And Polly jumped up and down for joy.
"What shall we eat?" asked Peter. "Just bread and butter?"
"Oh, no," said father. "We shall have bread and butter, of course. But we shall have other things, too. We will cook our dinner."
"Oh, oh, oh!" cried both children.
"Are you glad? I thought you would like it. Now help me get ready. Please get my knapsack, Polly."
In the kitchen, mother was busy spreading bread. She wrapped paper around the slices. She put coffee into a small, cheese-cloth bag. She filled a flat bottle with milk.
Father took six eggs. He rolled them up in paper. He put a jar of bacon into his knapsack. Then the bread, coffee, and eggs were fitted in. The bottle of milk went into his pocket.
"We will take my camp dishes," he said. "I will fasten my hatchet to my belt. Get on your things, and we are ready."