lessons in the quiet water of its harbor; also repeated such drives and
rambles as they found exceptionably enjoyable.

Max wanted to try camping out for a few weeks in company with Harold and
Herbert Travilla and Bob Johnson, but preferred to wait until his father
should leave them, not feeling willing to miss the rare pleasure of his
society. And the other lads, quite fond of the captain themselves, did
not object to waiting.

In the mean time they went blue-fishing (trying it by both accepted
modes--the "heave and haul" from a rowboat or at anchor, and trolling
from a yacht under full sail), hunting, eel-bobbing, and perch-fishing.

The ladies sometimes went with them on their fishing excursions; Zoe and
Betty oftener than any of the others. Lulu went, too, whenever she was
permitted, which was usually when her father made one of the party.

"We haven't been on a 'squantum' yet," remarked Betty, one evening,
addressing the company in general; "suppose we try that to-morrow."

"Suppose you first tell us what a 'squantum' is," said Mrs. Dinsmore.

"Oh, Aunt Rose, don't you know that that is the Nantucket name for a
picnic?"

"I acknowledge my ignorance," laughed the older lady; "I did not know it
till this moment."

"Well, auntie, it's one of those typical things that every conscientious
summer visitor here feels called upon to do as a regular part of the