I should worry. Anyway, there's one
thing I like about school, and that's vacation.
The next day we followed the Wallkill River and caught some perch and
cooked them "for supper", and that night, around the fire, we made Harry
tell us how he saved four privates on the West Front. The next morning we
started off again and passed a place named Great Bluff. It was a great
bluff all right, because it was so small you could send it by Parcels Post.
Pretty soon we came to a place named Tanner's Crossroads. I couldn't see
anything so cross about them. But anyway Mr. Tanner was cross enough to
make up. He wouldn't let us take a short cut across his land. What cared
we? I don't know how big the village was, because I didn't have a ruler
with me. I guess somebody must have dropped the village there and never
noticed it. That night we slept just inside of a village named _Slow_.
Anyway, that's what it said on a sign alongside the road. Harry said it
meant for autos to go slow. I made flapjacks that night. In two days we
came in sight of the Hudson. I knew it would be there. Oh boy, but we
climbed some hills.
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