stood on it they had lifted it up, and Hinpoha, whose head she
had seized upon to support herself, had gradually stooped down,
to enhance Sahwah's sensation of going up. To complete illusion
they hit her on the head with a book to make her think she had
struck the ceiling. She had risen about six inches from the
floor in all, although she was sure she had gone up six feet at
least. Her mighty leap caused the "conductors" much merriment.
Gladys did still better. She fell off without jumping.

When bedtime came there was no thinking of going to the tents, so
the beds were made up on the floor in a circle about the
fireplace. "Does this count toward our honor for sleeping five
nights on the ground?" asked Sahwah. "It ought to," said
Hinpoha, "it's harder than the ground."

Morning found the rain still unabated. "This is getting
monotonous," said Migwan, looking out at the grey skies and the
lake shrouded in mist.

"Can't we take our dip even if it is raining?" asked Sahwah
anxiously.

"I don't see why not," said Nyoda. But when they were in their
bathing suits and ready to start they found they could not open
the porch door of the shack. "What's the matter?" said Nyoda,
lowering one of the windows and looking out. "Oh, look at the
porch floor!" she cried. The flooring had warped up into a great
hump before the door, preventing its being opened.

"It looks like a roller coaster," said Migwan. The girls were