"You'd have to be careful, so that you didn't shoot yourself," replied his brother.
All about the tents in the store camp were things Mr. Whipple sold for those who wanted to take them to a real camp.
"There are some things here I'd like when I go camping," said Bert. "I'm going to ask my father to get them," he told Mr. Whipple.
"That will be nice. I asked your father to meet us here and have lunch," said the store owner, for there was a restaurant in his building. "I thought perhaps he'd like to see the camp himself."
"I'm sure he would," said Bert. "I hope he comes."
Then the Bobbseys and others looked at the camp some more, Bert being very much interested in a small canoe, which, he said, would be just right for him and Tommy Todd to paddle.
"Wouldn't you let me paddle with you?" asked Nan. "I know how—a little."
"Sure I'll let you," agreed her brother. "Oh, I do hope Dad will let us go camping!"
Mr. Bobbsey came in a little later, and he liked the store camp very much. He said he
