" He handed Pee-wee a sizzling slice of bacon between
two cakes of sweet chocolate!
"Mmmmmmm," said Pee-wee, "that's scrumptious! Gee, I never knew
chocolate and bacon went so good together."
"To-morrow for breakfast I'll give you a boiled egg stuffed with caraway
seeds," said Roy.
"Give him a Dan Beard omelet," said Tom.
"What's that?" asked Pee-wee, his two hands and his mouth running with
greasy chocolate.
"Salt codfish with whipped cream," answered Roy. "Think you'd like it?"
Pee-wee felt sure he would.
"And there's one thing _I'm_ going to do," he said. "Tom's going to
finish his first-class stunts and you're going to do tracking. I'm going
to----"
"Have another sandwich?" interrupted Roy.
"Sure. And there's one thing I'm going to do. I'm going to test some
good turns. Gee, there isn't room enough to test 'em indoors."
"Good for you," said Roy; "but you'd better trot down to the river now
and wash your face. You look like the end man in a minstrel show. Then
come on back and we'll reel off some campfire yarns."
They sat late into the night, until their fire burned low and Roy
realized, as he had never before realized, what good company Pee-wee
was. They slept as only those know how to sleep who go camping, and
early in the morning continued their journey along the upper and
tortuous reaches of the narrowing river.
Early in the spring there had been a serious flood which had done much
damage even down in Bridgeboro, and the three boys as they paddled
carefully along were surprised at the havoc which had been wrought here
on the upper river.
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