all. Tom and Helen, as well as Bob Steele, were somewhat familiar with these implements. And Ruth had had one unforgettable experience with them.
But at first there were a good many tumbles, and none of the party went far from the big lodge on this occasion. They came into the mid-day dinner pretty well tired, but oh, how hungry!
"I declare, eating never seemed so good before," Bob Steele murmured. "I really wish I could eat more; but room I have not!"
Heavy went to sleep before the fire directly after the meal, but was awakened when the girls all trooped out to the kitchen to make molasses taffy. The boys had gone with Long Jerry to try to shoot squirrels; but they came back without having any luck before the girls were fairly in possession of Janey's kitchen.
"Let us help—aw, do!" cried Tom, smelling the molasses boiling on the range and leading the way into the kitchen.
"You can't cook anything good to eat when there are boys within a mile, and they not know it," sighed Jennie Stone.
"Or be able to keep them out of it," declared Madge Steele. "I suppose we shall have to let them hang around, Helen."
"I tell you!" cried Helen, who never would go back upon her twin, and who liked to have him
