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  • 110 pull but by the wiggling motion. As the embers began to cast long and eerie shadows the time was ripe for a ghost story. In this one, Rastus ■had taken a dare from his pals that he could spend the night in a haunted house if he could carry his sawed-off, double-barreled shot gun. As ghost stories are three-quarters atmosphere and one-quarter setting, there is no need to reproduce the narrative here. Monday morning after breakfast the group broke camp and drove to Camp Roosevelt at the foot of Kennedys Peak for lunch. On the afternoon hike of six miles up Kennedys Peak signs of bear were seen in the form of claw marks and tooth marks where the bears had been licking pine sap. Kennedys Peak afforded so many beautiful views of the Shenandoah and the Blue Ridge that the general consensus of opinion after the hike was that the sooner a return to that spot could be scheduled the better. And all agreed that it was a fitting climax to another memorable Labor Day camping trip. CARAVAN TO PEAKS OF OTTER (Continued from page 98) a delicious dinner. During dinner Mr. and Mrs. Alfred Percy of the Natural Bridge Appalachian Trail Club, Lynchburg, dropped in to say hello. Through the courtesy of the Park Service and the Forest Service and the kindness of Mr. and Mrs. Dale, a program was arranged for Friday night at the Dale home, which is ideally situated between Sharp Top and Flat Top Mountains, the two Peaks of Otter. It is a charming log house, and the fire that was burning in the fireplace that evening was most welcome. A. R. Cochran, Supervisor, Jefferson National Forest, spoke to us generally on the Forest and Parkway, and Louis Smith, District Ranger, Glenwood District of the Jefferson National Forest, showed us an excellent colored motion picture depicting various scenes and activities in the Forest. Mr. Dale took over when he had finished and showed us slides taken up and down the Parkway. Sam Weems, Superintendent of the Blue Ridge Parkway, also dropped in to offer his greetings. It was a most interesting evening after a busy day. On Saturday we hiked up Flat Top Mountain (4,000 feet high), despite some rain, over the trail that Mr. Luck had so kindly cleared for us and had an inspiring view of Sharp Top Mountain. Later in the afternoon, when we had returned to camp, the sun came out and off we went in cars to the James River for a swim. Swimming was grand despite the current that carried us so readily down the river. As this was Saturday there was no time like the present for a good scrub: out came the cakes of soap and the washing was under way. Then we had a ghost. The ghost was not on the program and had no business being there at all but it certainly brightened up Saturday night. We had had a delicious dinner of baked beans (cooked in hot coals in the ground by the rangers) and a pleasant campfire and sing-song and had gone quite properly to bed about 10:30 p.m. All was dark and quiet when some weird sounds floated in from outside. Then a gruesome phosphorescent face appeared at the window followed by shrieks from the girls. The face moved off among the trees and then reappeared at the window. Strangest of all sounds was the rooster-like crowing of the ghost. The girls decided this needed investigating so two of them set out bravely. Actually, of course, all they tried to do was catch a man and the joke was on them when they dragged back only one—and a. married one at that. (We did not know it at the time, but the boys were hoping for a mass raid on their cabin as they had a whole collection of booby traps for us girls if we had ventured out.) Sunday was a beautiful clay. After packing we were taken on a guided tour by Mr. Dale and Mr. Luck south over approximately 20 miles of the Parkway that is not yet open to the public. The scenery was
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