"Whopper shall be the general boss," cried Snap. He took off his
cap. "In honor of our wounded comrade, I move we call this spot
Camp Whopper. All in favor say aye!"

"Aye!" came from Shep and Giant promptly.

"Camp Whopper it is," said Snap. "Three cheers for Whopper and
his namesake!" And the cheers were given with a will.

"Whopper, you ought to make a speech," said Giant. "Tell us how
grateful you are, how you appreciate the deep honor, and all that---and
then invite us all out to cake, lemonade, ice cream soda, strawberry
shortcake, cocoanut pie, cream puffs, and a few more delicacies."

"Ice cream!" murmured Whopper. "Say, some ice cream would be great,
eh? But we can't have it out here, so what's the use of talking
about it? As for a speech, I haven't got anything to say, excepting
that I appreciate your kindness in naming the camp after yours truly.
When I am a rich man and retired, and own a castle among the Thousand
Islands, I shall surely call it---let me see---Snap-Shep-Giant Villa.
There now, how's that?"

"Fine!" was the cry.

"Hark!" added Shep, a moment later.

"What did you hear?" questioned the others.

"I thought I heard somebody calling. There it goes again. Listen!"