Miss Laura's girls had been at the camp a few days when Sadie Page one morning raced breathlessly up to a group of them, crying out, "There's a big white yacht coming-I saw it from the Lookout. Do you s'pose it's Judge Haven's?"
"Won't it be splendid if it is-if it's bringing Miss Laura and Olga!" Frances Chapin cried. "Could you see the name, S