The boathouse, ample and attractive in
every way, and the sight of several skiffs that had been made
fast to the dock caused George to exclaim in his impulsive
manner, "There isn't a place like it in all the world! I never
saw such a spot before in all my life!"
"But you're young yet," suggested Grant soberly.
"But I have seen some things, even if I am young," retorted
George. "I thought Mackinac Island was beautiful, but this has
some things you can't find up there."
"Spoken like a philosopher," again retorted John. The expression
on his face was serious as he hastily made inquiries concerning
Grant's missing bag. "The poor chap," he explained, "is in
trouble. He can't wear any clothes that fit the rest of us and
unless he gets help soon we shall have to lock him in the
boathouse for he won't be presentable anywhere."
To Grant's delight his bag already was in his room awaiting his
coming. The mistake had occurred at Albany which had caused as
much trouble to the owner of the other bag as Grant himself had
suffered.
As soon as the boys were ready they all went down to the broad
piazza which adjoined the house on three sides and there were
greeted cordially by Fred's grandfather and grandmother.
"We're always glad to see Freddie," said Mrs. Button, beaming
affectionately upon her grandson, as she spoke, "and you may be
sure that his friends are all as welcome as he is.
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