The Auto Boys' QuestBraden, James A. (James Andrew)
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The Auto Boys' Quest
Braden, James A. (James Andrew)
Automobiles -- Juvenile fiction; Young men -- Juvenile fiction
And if there was a note of irritation in his tone it was because he
_was_ very tired. Dave was a trifle gloomy and occasionally the least
bit sour by disposition; but in this instance it must be remembered that
he had been at the wheel of the Thirty all day; also, that the rest of
all the boys had been much disturbed the night before.
"Really believe I am '_somewhat fatigued_,' myself," chirped Paul, a few
minutes later, gay and lively to the very last. For scarcely had he
added: "Gee! This is a _downy_ couch!--Down about a foot too far!" than
he dropped off sound asleep on his blanket spread over the grass.
Billy and Phil were not long in following the example of the other two
and presently the only sound to break the silence was the tinkle of
bells where some sheep were feeding in a pasture across the little
stream.
Tired humanity finds rest and comfort even on the bare ground when more
conventional beds are not obtainable. Yet Dave was right. Another night,
when a permanent camp had been established, might easily show a marked
improvement in the lads' situation. Not but that all four were happy and
contented just as they were! Any one of them would have asserted
emphatically that he was having a fine time. But--confidentially--a nice
dreamy nap on the soft grass beneath some tree on a warm afternoon is
one thing, and sleeping all night on the ground is another. Even the
Auto Boys, in strictest confidence, mind you, would have admitted it.
Time was that, when sleeping out, whether in the open as on this
occasion, or in the hillside hut of Gleason's Ravine, the boys found
themselves subject to a certain degree of nervousness. The distant
shriek of a locomotive whistle on the still night air might cause any or
all of them to start into partial or complete wakefulness, uncertain
whether the sound was not a human voice. The heavy barking of a dog far
away, yet in the silence and the darkness seeming very close, was apt to
produce a similar effect. The certain conviction that the sounds came
nearer, being directed, indeed, straight toward the camp, easily
impressed itself upon high-strung imaginations.
A considerable variety of experience of this character is common to most
camping parties whose members have seldom slept with no roof but the
sky, or none but a bit of canvas, at the most. It would not do to say
they are caused by timidity. But rather they are the result of
surroundings wholly unlike those to which body and mind have been
accustomed.
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