The Associate Hermits

nied by Miss Margery Dearborn, arrived at Sadler's, and with feelings of relief alighted

" said Mr. Archibald,

" said his wife, "sinc

" said Margery, "for there

out it?" said Mr. A

bout it," said she.

out it?" he asked o

reams and a general air of primevalism, and I am surprised to see this fine hotel with piazzas, and croquet-groun

there is a forest behin

a little dolefully, "it

the steps talking," said Mrs. Archibald. "

in a hearty voice, greeted the visitors as they entered, but without rising from his chair. This was Peter Sadler, the owner of the hotel, the legal owner of

tend his domain to points at a greater distance than this he would have done so, but so far he was satisfied with the rights he had asserted. He ruled supreme in that region

IS BE SA

scattered here and there the cabins of the hunters and guides he employed, and these men knew no law but his will. Of course the laws of the State covered the district, but such p

it was not difficult to submit to the will of this full-bearded, broad-chested man, who knew so much better than they

his youth, an Indian-fighter in later years, and when he had been wounded in both legs, so that it was impossible for him ever to walk again, he came back to the scenes of h

ning-dress as Margery had begun to fear, Mr. Archibald sought Peter Sadler and ma

" asked Peter, eying

should find some sort of a preparatory camping-ground in the

nd the water they get here will make them fit, if anything will do it, and if these three things don't set them up they simply have to go back where they came from. They can't go into camp from this house. But if they fancy this hotel-and there isn't any reason why anybody shouldn't fancy it-they can stay here as long as they like, and

, "and smacks more of camp life than anything I have not

, and when anything of that kind is on hand I want to talk to the whole party. I don't care to settle the business with one of th

ed his chair up to a large circular table at the back of the hall, on which was sprea

I expect she could eat pine-cones like a squirrel if she was hungry and had nothing else. As for you, madam, you don't appear as if anything in par

asked Margery, before the aston

is the best camp of all, I think. Number Two camps are generally for fishermen. They always want a chance for pretty good living when they are out in the woods. They stay in camp in the evenings, and like to sit around and have a good time. Number Threes are the best camps we put families into, so you see, madam, I'm r

Margery, "it would simply ruin e

here are the camps, and there's plenty of them to choose from. You've come in a good time, for the season isn't

ng and looking over the map, "is t

think you're inclined the other way, and I don't put people into camps that they will be wanting to leave after the first rainy da

ed Margery. "Is it r

e sent to the campers from the hotel, and they have bath-tubs, are in the woods. Now here is another one, about three miles west from the one I just s

at is exactly what we want. A

e stream there and it has fish in it too, and it runs through one corner of the log-cabin, so there are seven or eight feet of the stream inside the house, and on rainy days you can sit there and fish; and some people like to go to sleep with the running water gurgling close to them where they can hear

ery, "that in a place like

nd the blues," said Mrs. Archibald

hat. Now then,

, for the tents of the guides; there was a boat which belonged to the camp, and in every way it seemed so suitable that Mr. Archibald secured it. He thought the price was rather high, but as i

d the enthusiastic Margery, in

iss," said Peter, "but it's one I can answer.

ery, in a disappointe

e named it that, and it stuck to it, and it's all it's got. Camps are like hors