Certainly, the camera was in evidence at all
the outings, and so far, Hilary had fewer failures to her account than
most beginners. Her "picture diary" she called the big scrap-book in
which was mounted her record of the summer's doings.
Those doings were proving both numerous and delightful. Mr. Shaw, as
an honorary member, had invited the club to a fishing party, which had
been an immense success. The doctor had followed it by a moonlight
drive along the lake and across on the old sail ferry to the New York
side, keeping strictly within that ten-mile-from-home limit, though
covering considerably more than ten miles in the coming and going.
There had been picnics of every description, to all the points of
interest and charm in and about the village; an old-time supper at the
Wards', at which the club members had appeared in old-fashioned
costumes; a strawberry supper on the church lawn, to which all the
church were invited, and which went off rather better than some of the
sociables had in times past.
As the Winton _Weekly News_ declared proudly, it was the gayest summer
the village had known in years. Mr. Paul Shaw's theory about
developing home resources was proving a sound one in this instance at
least.
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