The Camp Fire Girls in the Maine Woods - Or, The Winnebagos Go Camping by Hildegard G. (Hildegard Gertrude) Frey
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obliged to make their exit and re-entrance through the window.
"Hurray! No tent inspection to-day!" cried Hinpoha, picking up her blankets from the floor to make room for Craft work. "It'll take more than inspection to fix your tent up again," said Nyoda, looking out of the side window of the shack. "Why?" said Hinpoha. "Come here and look," said Nyoda. "Why, it's fallen down!" cried Hinpoha, looking over Nyoda's shoulder. The girls pressed to the window to see the heap of canvas that had been the Omega tent. "Is Alpha still standing?" asked the inhabitants of that tent, craning their necks. "Yes," answered Nyoda, "which proves its superiority once for all." The Alphas swelled out their chests and made triumphant grimaces at the Omegas. "I don't care," declared Sahwah, "I'd rather be an Omega any day than an Alpha. We have a better view of the lake." "But we keep our tent neater," said Chapa, "and so it looks better." "Like fun you keep yours neater," returned Sahwah. |
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