their destination late in the afternoon.

It was the first time that Fred's friends had seen the spot. The
clear running water of the great river, the skies without a
cloud, the sight of the numberless camps and cottages, as well as
of the many yachts and motor-boats that were to be seen on the
river, all combined to increase the interest of the Go Ahead
boys.

When at last they arrived at the island owned by Fred's
grandfather their enthusiasm became still greater. A beautiful
cottage, which really was a house with twenty rooms, was located
in a grove of high trees. The boathouse, ample and attractive in
every way, and the sight of several skiffs that had been made
fast to the dock caused George to exclaim in his impulsive
manner, "There isn't a place like it in all the world! I never
saw such a spot before in all my life!"

"But you're young yet," suggested Grant soberly.

"But I have seen some things, even if I am young," retorted
George. "I thought Mackinac Island was beautiful, but this has
some things you can't find up there."

"Spoken like a philosopher," again retorted John. The expression
on his face was serious as he hastily made inquiries concerning
Grant's missing bag. "The poor chap," he explained, "is in
trouble. He can't wear any clothes that fit the rest of us and
unless he gets help soon we shall have to lock him in the
boathouse for he won't be presentable anywhere."