"Why, Mrs. Hollister," said Harvey, catching sight of her in her tent,
"it does seem good to see you here," and he gazed at her thoughtfully
and curiously. "'Pon my word you've grown so young I thought you were
Ethel at first."

She wore one of her daughter's costumes and really she did look
wonderfully youthful.

"Well, you can't complain. The Camp life has done you some good, and
there you were so down on it."

"Yes, I was, but people change. Look at yourself," replied she seriously.

"Mrs. Hollister," said he, "I've been here only one week, but I already
feel that I'm another man. It's splendid for both boy and girl. It's a
boon to be able to get away from city people and fashionable resorts.
Nan has put up a big fight and, Ethel, she's coming out to see you next
month," he said.

"Oh, how lovely! Kate, hear this: Nannie Bigelow is coming here to see us
next month."

"I shall be here until the middle," said Harvey, "and she'll go home
with us. I've an aunt in Springfield and she'll go there for a visit
first. After that she'll come on here and spend a few days if you
girls want her to."

"I'm so glad," said Ethel, and she ran to tell her mother.

Teddy Kip was a handsome lad of about eighteen. Immediately Patty Sands