“Grant says we’re like a couple of cats, Pop,” called Fred.
“Tell him he’d better be careful,” replied George. “Just because we call each other names doesn’t mean that we allow other people to do it.”
“Excuse me for interrupting,” said John laughingly, “but does any one know where we are going?”
“I do,” replied Grant. “We’re going up that river you see straight ahead.”
“Do you know where that leads to?” inquired Fred.
“Yes. We can paddle up it for about two miles and then we have to make a carry over to another river.”
“How long is the carry?” demanded George.
“Oh, about half a mile, I guess.”
“Whew!” exclaimed George; “that’s a long distance to carry canoes and all the stuff we have in them.”
“Getting ready to shirk already, are you?” demanded Fred teasingly.