Things About Camp 33 



threatening cloudiness is the hangover started last Friday eve- 

 ning, the 1 1 th, after the longest dry spell for this section — over five 

 weeks — in his memory. Fred, worried by an owl that he declared 

 was hooting at him, borrowed Bill's gun and bagged the bird, and 

 thereafter sat down to his own dinner with Jay with a mind 

 apparently much at ease. 



A clear streak of pale orange in the east before, and some 

 light in the west after dinner, seem to promise a scattering of the 

 clouds. At 7 :30 p. m. the sky is clearing with clouds drifting from 

 the west. At the ground level what air does stir is from the east. 

 At 9 p. m. comes a fair breeze from the east, and the northern sky 

 is clear though overhead the clouds yet obscure the heavens. 

 This day closes with a blazing campfire, a promise of fair weather 

 on the morrow, and a great peace in the artist's soul. 



