truck reached the bogs. These bogs weren't at all what Rose-Ellen
and Dick had expected, but only wet-looking fields of low bushes.
There was no chance to look at them now, for everyone was
hurrying to get settled.

The _padrone_ led them to a one-room shed built of rough boards
and helped dump their belongings inside. Grandma stood at the
door, hands on hips, and said, "Well, good land of love! If
anybody'd told me I'd live in a shack!"


Rose-Ellen danced around her, shrieking joyously, "Peekaneeka,
Gramma! Peekaneeka!"

Grandma's face creased in an unwilling smile and she said,
"You'll get enough peekaneeka before you're done, or I miss my
guess."

"Got here just in time, just in time!" chanted Dick and
Rose-Ellen, as a sudden storm pounded the roof with rain and
split the air with thunder and lightning.

"My land!" cried Grandma. "S'pose this roof will leak on the
baby and Seth Thomas?"

For an hour the Beechams dashed around setting up campkeeping.
For supper they finished the enormous lunch Grandma had brought.
After that came bedtime.

Rose-Ellen lay across the foot of Grandpa and Grandma's