ll the orang

n't they

ng-hark, can you hear the

ogs, Betty,"

rriage along a Florida road, toward the orange grove on the outskirts of the

n full bloom, the fragrance being almost overpowering. "They

ll much sweete

too sweet,"

ere had been one or two delays, caused by various small happenings, but finally they

t change, having been rather monotonous. And yet not dull, for the

with the advance into the South, grown bolder. They had come from the land of bleakness and barrenness-from the p

end of the journey came in sight. But the warm and balmy air of the South see

rmured Amy, and the ot

ugh to make sure that Betty's boat had arrived, and

ove, a kindly Southern worker, whose very nat

d. Welcome, folks! Now when you're ready we'll move along

ho had changed to some of their summ

oes and a palm leaf fan!" sighed Mollie, as they drove

?" asked Betty

we are on an orange plantation I suppose o

all my chocolates have run together," and she looked with

behind us," said Betty. "You'll have to giv

them on ice,

e grove in which Mr. Stonington was interested, and at th

one would apples!" exclaimed Amy. "Doesn't it seem odd t

iver. "We're picking every day now. It's a good season, an

fast as you can with four orange-hungry girls

could eat all the oranges here!" and she look

ll get them right off a tree," said the driver. "They tast

from the grove to welcome them, and to show them the way to t

it here," said the ov

ton. "I am in love with the place already, and I feel

laimed her husband

king bungalow, a "comfortable-looking" colored

yeah! I's got de fried chicken an' corn pone all ready fo' yo'all. An'

ith a laugh. "Have a little mercy on them. Mayb

e. "Just try me. I've always wanted

here," said M

ls of our friends arriving, getting settled, and then of resting to enjoy life as they had never enj

the girls, but it was only because they had never before been in Flori

such a river as was the Argono of Deepdal

ligators in it?" asked Be

go into the bayous, or swamps, for them cri

" said Betty. "I wonder when they

Amy. "We can have a carriage and team with a dri

ised to them for the following day, but

en Betty grew rather impatient. "Remember y

unched. Proudly she rode the river, as proudly as at Deepdale, a

e was provided, and a little later the motor boat

ed Betty, as the

eed, the trim craft shot out

little cloud on the face of Grace. They all knew what it

d to look-any excuse was good enough for stopping-especially the sight of a motor boat. Su

ligator. I nearly touched the