from a large piece of bark, off a tree, the old soldier poked out a
number of round, black, smoking things.

"Why--why!" exclaimed Sue, in surprise. "I thought you baked _potatoes_,
Uncle Tad!"

"So I did, Sue."

"They look like black stones," said Bunny.

"You wait--I'll show you," laughed Uncle Tad. He brought the bark
platter to the table. Taking up a fork he opened one of the round,
black, smoking things. Though the outside was burned black from the
fire, the inside was almost as white as snow.

"There's baked potatoes for you!" cried Uncle Tad. "Put some salt and
butter on them, and you never tasted anything better! But be
careful--for they're very hot!"

Supper over, the dishes were washed and put away. Then there was nothing
to do but wait until it was time to go to bed.

"And I think we're all tired enough to go early to-night," said Mother
Brown.

"But, before we go," said her husband, "I think we will have a little
row on the lake in our boat. It is not yet dark."

It was beautiful out on the water, and the sun, sinking down behind the
hills, made the clouds look as though they were colored blue, pink,