through the girls were out of the shack with a whoop and began
putting up the Omega tent. "Let Hinpoha and me do it alone!"
shrieked Sahwah, pushing the others away, "if only two do it we
get an honor, if more help we don't!"

"Right-O," said Nyoda, stepping back, "do your worst, you two."

The tent was re-erected, and the girls scrambled around looking
for their scattered possessions.

"And the looking glass didn't even break!" said Migwan, picking
it up from one of the beds where it had landed when the tent went
down.

The next morning the sun shone in splendor and the sky was deep
blue and cloudless, while a high wind did its best to dry up the
ground. "Isn't it fine to be dry again?" said Migwan, looking
approvingly at her canvas shoes. "For the last three days I've
felt like a water-soaked sponge."

"Goodness, but the lake is rough," said Nyoda, watching Sahwah
out in a canoe, which was nearly standing on end. Her hair stood
out straight behind her in the wind and she reminded Nyoda of the
picture of the girl going over the falls in the "Legend of
Niagara." "There! I knew she would tip! For goodness sake, what
is she doing now?" For Sahwah had climbed on top of the
overturned canoe and was trying to paddle it in wrong side up.

She kept her eyes on Sahwah, watching her rather slow progress
through the waves, and did not see a party of people who were