about that fellow and who he was and I suppose you'd like me to tell you
now, wouldn't you? But I won't.

I've got to go to camp meeting now, so goodbye, see you later--




CHAPTER V

LOST

Now I'm going to write until my sister begins playing the piano. Music
and literature don't mix--believe me. There are two cruises in this
book--a big one and a little one. You can take your pick. The little
one is full of mud and the big one is full of pep. Anyway you get your
money's worth, that's one sure thing.

This chapter is about the little cruise. But first I have to tell you
about the house-boat, because it turned out to be our home sweet home
for a couple of weeks. It didn't only turn out, but it turned in and
it turned sideways and every which way. But I'm not going to knock it.
It got knocks enough going through the creek and up Bridgeboro River.
It knocked into two bridges, and goodness knows what all. But what cared
we, yo ho? We cared not--I mean naught.

First Mr. Donnelle showed us through it and it was dandy, only in very
poor shape. It's shape was square. But I wouldn't laugh at it because we
had a lot of fun on it. Inside it had two rooms and a little kitchen and
the roof had a railing around it and there was lots of room there. There