they would go.

"I haven't got all the sails on yet," explained Russ, "but I guess it
will sail a little this way, and I can put some more sails on
to-morrow."

From an old shingle and some sticks Russ had made a nice little boat,
fastening to the mast a bit of cloth, which looked like a sail. Followed
by his smaller brothers and sisters Russ took his boat to a place in
the inlet where the water was not deep, and there he let the wind blow
it about, to the delight of all.

Then came a call from the bungalow.

"Supper, children! Come on in and get washed!"

"Oh, I'm so hungry!" cried Rose.

"So'm I," agreed Russ.

Margy and Mun Bun didn't say anything, but they looked as if they could
eat.

"I thought of another riddle," said Laddie, as he went along with Russ.
"It's about why does the sand run."

"No! That isn't it!" laughed Rose. "You've started it backward, Laddie,
and spoiled it."

"Oh, yes, now I know. Why is sand like a boy?"