Martin let the two children take hold of one of the oars and help him
row. Of course the Curlytops could not pull very much, but they did
pretty well, and it helped them to know how a boat is made to go
through the water, when it has no steam engine or gasolene motor to
make it glide along, or sails on which the wind can blow to push it.
"You can't know too much about boats and the water, especially when
you are camping on an island in the middle of a lake," said Grandpa
Martin. "When you get bigger, Ted and Jan, you'll be able to row a
boat all by yourselves."
"Maybe day after to-morrow," suggested Jan.
"I wish I could now," said Ted.
"Oh, but you're too small!" his grandfather said.
The boat was tied to the wharf, and then, getting an expressman to go
to the depot for the boxes and crates, Mr. Martin took the children
with him on the wagon.
"We're having lots of fun!" cried Jan, as the horse trotted along.
"We're camping and we had a ride in a boat and now we're having a ride
in a wagon."
"Lots of fun!" agreed Ted. "I'm glad we've got grandpa!"
"And grandpa is glad he has you two Curlytops to go camping with him!"
laughed the farmer, as the expressman made his horse go faster.
At the depot, while the children were waiting to have the boxes and
crates of things for the camp loaded into the wagon, Ted saw Arthur
Weldon, a boy with whom he sometimes played.
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