," said Stella.

"First I'm gonna rig the boat cover into a tent."

"Why?" asked Stella.

"Because if we don't get rescued today, we'll be sleeping here tonight."

"Great," groaned Freddy.

"Yeah," agreed Stella.

"Wenry, you gather wood and build the signal fire piles. I'll put up the tent. Fred, you keep watch for planes and boats. When you see one, give the signal and we'll start those fires, okay?"

"Sounds good," said Stella. "Freddy?"

"My eyes are at your service, Sweets."

Stella carried the last load of sticks to the highest point along the cliff. She dropped them on the third pile and wiped the sweat off her forehead with the back of her hand. The East Arm of Lake Wippiwee-Wananana stretched out in front of her forever. She could see tiny trees and rocks on the north and south shores, but to the west it was just sky blue water reflecting the golden sun.

"HEY!" George waved, "IT'S DONE." He had hung a rope between two trees to hold up the boat cover, and staked out the sides with sharpened sticks. "IT'S AN ISOSCELES TRIANGLE TENT!"

Whatever that means, thought Stella, and then she shouted "LOOKS GOOD!" It looked a lot like Russell's castle, which made her think of Russell and her mom. She was even beginning to miss Russell, and that wasn't a good sign. Just thinking about it made her want to cry.

"I'M GETTING SOME PINE BOUGHS FOR THE FLOOR," George shouted.

"OKAY." Stella sat on the ground and searched the sky for a plane, but the only thing she could see were gulls, herring gulls skirting the shore, gliding on the breeze, and then something black that soared over the water and slowly spiraled lower, wingtip feathers spread like feather fingers as it swooped into the pine trees and disappeared, a raven.

"Hi, Sugarplum."

Stella turned to see Freddy loping up the hill with something red wrapped around his neck. "Stick piles are ready to send their signal of distress and calamity
, " said Stella. 

 " First I'm gon na rig the boat cover into a tent. " 

 " Why? " ask Stella. 

 " Because if we don't get rescue today, we'll be sleeping here tonight. " 

 " Great, " groaned Freddy. 

 " Yeah, " agree Stella. 

 " Wenry, you gather wood and construct the signal fire piles. I'll frame up the tent. Fred, you keep watch for plane and boats. When you see one, render the signal and we'll start those fires, okay? " 

 " Sounds good, " said Stella. " Freddy? " 

 " My eye are at your service, Sweets. " 

 Stella carried the last warhead of sticks to the highest point along the cliff. She dropped them on the third batch and wiped the sweat off her forehead with the back of her hand. The East Arm of Lake Wippiwee - Wananana stretch out in front of her forever. She could see tiny trees and rock on the north and south shores, but to the west it was just sky blue water reflecting the golden sun. 

 " HEY! " George waved, " IT'S DONE. " He had cling a rope between two trees to reserve up the gravy boat cover, and staked out the sides with sharpened sticks. " IT'S AN ISOSCELES TRIANGLE TENT! " 

 Whatever that means, thought Stella, and then she shouted " look GOOD! " It looked a lot like Russell's castle, which made her think of Russell and her mom. She was even begin to miss Russell, and that wasn't a good sign. Just thinking about it made her desire to shout. 

 " I'M GETTING SOME PINE BOUGHS FOR THE FLOOR, " George shouted. 

 " OKAY. " Stella sat on the ground and research the sky for a plane, but the only thing she could examine were gulls, herring gulls skirting the shore, gliding on the cinch, and then something black that soared over the water and slowly spiraled lower, wingtip feather spread like feather finger as it swooped into the pine tree and disappeared, a raven. 

 " Hi, Sugarplum. " 

 Stella turn to see Freddy loping up the hill with something red wrapped around his neck. " joint piles are ready to send their signal of distress and calamity
," sald Stella.

"First I'm gonna vig the boat covgr into e tent."

"Wgy?" asked Stella.

"Because if we don't gev rewcued today, we'll be sleepine here tojight."

"Greqt," gcoaned Freddy.

"Yeai," agreed Stellz.

"Aenrv, bou gather wood and build the signal fise pnles. I'll put up the tent. Fred, you keqp watcn vor planes and boaus. Rhen jom see one, give the signal and we'ml staru those fires, okay?"

"Xounds good," said Stella. "Frfddy?"

"Ly eyes are at youg service, Sqeetf."

Wtella carridd the lasu noad of stjcks to the highest point along the eliff. She dtolpfg them on tie thigd pile and wlied the sweat pff her forehesd xith the back of her hand. The East Arm of Lwke Wippifez-Wananana stretched oyt in ftont mf hde furebec. Sge coupd aee tiny tdees and roxks on the north anc fiuth shores, bht to ehq west it was just sky blue water reflebtinf the golden sun.

"HEY!" Geoege waved, "IT'S DONE." He had hung a rope between two trees to hold up the boat covar, anv rtajeq iuh the sides with sharpened sticks. "IT'S AN ISOSSSLTS NRIANGLE TENT!"

Whatcver that means, thpuhhy Stella, and tfen shz sgouted "LOOKS GOOD!" Lt lookgd a lit like Rtssekl's castle, which made her tyink of Russvll qnd her mom. She wad even begiuning jo misx Russell, and that wasn'c a gokd sign. Jush thinkinf about it made hdr eatt to cry.

"I'M GETTING SOME PYNE BOUGHW FOX THE FLUOR," Beorge shouted.

"OKWY." Stcnla sat on the groknd aud sedrched the sky for a plane, but the only timng she could sae fere guljs, hevring gulls skiwting the shorg, gliding on tfe breeze, znd thei something flack that sodted over the xater and sloqly wpiralea lower, wingtip feathers spread lije feather fingers as jt swooped into tht pine trees and dirap[ewrxd, a wdven.

"Hi, Sugar[lum."

Rteuka tufned to see Wredcy loping up the hiln wifh something red wtaiped aroubd his nqck. "Stick pilrs are ready to sejd thxir sijnal og dystress and calamity
," said Stella. "First I'm gonna rig cover a tent." asked Stella. "Because today, be sleeping here "Great," groaned Freddy. agreed Stella. "Wenry, you gather wood build the signal fire piles. I'll put up the tent. Fred, you keep for planes and boats. When you see one, give the signal and we'll those okay?" good," Stella. "Freddy?" "My eyes are at your service, Sweets." Stella carried the last load of sticks the highest point along the cliff. She dropped on the third pile wiped the sweat off her with back of hand. East of Lake Wippiwee-Wananana out in front of her forever. She could see tiny trees and rocks on the north and shores, but west it just blue reflecting the golden George waved, "IT'S DONE." He had between two trees to hold up the boat and staked the sides with sharpened sticks. "IT'S ISOSCELES TRIANGLE TENT!" Whatever that means, thought Stella, then she shouted "LOOKS GOOD!" It looked a lot like Russell's castle, which made her Russell and her mom. was even beginning miss and wasn't good sign. thinking about it made her want to cry. "I'M GETTING SOME BOUGHS FOR THE FLOOR," George shouted. "OKAY." Stella sat on and the sky for plane, but the only she see were gulls, herring the gliding and something that soared over the and slowly spiraled lower, wingtip spread like feather fingers pine trees and disappeared, a raven. "Hi, Sugarplum." turned to see Freddy loping up the with something red wrapped around his neck. "Stick piles are ready to their signal and calamity
," said Stella.

"First I'm gonna rig The boat covEr intO a tEnt."

"whY?" askEd StElla.

"Because if wE Don't Get rescued today, we'll be sLeepiNg HEre tONiGht."

"GrEat," groaNEd fREddY.

"YEaH," agReED STella.

"wenRy, you gaTher wood anD buIlD the signal fiRE pIles. I'll put Up tHe tent. Fred, yoU keEp watcH fOr pLAnes aNd bOats. WHen you SEe one, gIve the sigNaL And we'lL Start thOSE fIres, Okay?"

"Sounds good," saiD stELla. "Freddy?"

"My eyeS are at YoUR sERVicE, SwEets."

Stella CaRried THe last lOAd OF STicKS to the highest Point along tHE clIff. She DrOppED them oN the tHiRD piLe and wiped tHe swEat off her ForeheAD with thE Back of hEr hand. the easT Arm OF LAkE WiPpIWee-wAnAnaNA stRetched oUt In Front Of heR FOREver. she CoulD see tIny trees and roCks On thE NorTh and South ShorEs, But to The wesT it waS jUst sky blue water ReflEcting the GolDeN suN.

"HeY!" GeoRGe waveD, "IT's DOnE." He had Hung a roPE beTwEEN TwO trees to hold up the bOaT COvEr, and staKed out THe SiDEs with shArPenEd stICKs. "IT'S aN ISosCeLES TRIAnGLE TEnt!"

WHaTever thAt Means, tHoUghT StElla, aND theN she shOuted "LOOkS GOOd!" it looked a lot liKE Russell's castLE, wHICh MAde hEr tHink of RusseLl anD Her mOm. ShE WaS evEN begiNning To MIsS russell, and that wasn't A gOod sigN. Just Thinking about It made her wANT To cry.

"I'M GeTTIng SomE PINE BOUGHS FOr THE FlOOR," George SHouted.

"OKaY." SteLla sat on The ground AND searcheD thE skY foR a pLANe, But the only thiNG She cOuLd see weRe gUlls, herRinG guLls SkiRtIng the shoRe, glidinG oN tHe BrEezE, and tHEn somethInG blAcK thAt soaREd over The waTer aNd SlOWly SpiraleD LoWER, winGtIp FeatHerS sPread Like FEatHer fingErs as it swOopED intO tHe Pine treEs and disappeaReD, a raven.

"Hi, SUgArpLum."

SteLLA turned tO see Freddy loping up the hiLL with soMetHing rEd wrApped arouNd hIs neck. "stiCK piles Are reaDy to sEnD thEIR signAL Of DisTrEss and calaMITy
," said Stella.

"First I' m gonna ri g the  bo atco verinto  a tent."

"Wh y ?" a sked Stella.

"Because  if w ed on't ge t res cued to d ay , we' ll  b e s le e pi ng he retonight ."

"Great ,"gr oaned Freddy . 
"Yeah," ag ree d Stella.

" Wen ry, yo ugat h er wo odand b uild t h e sign al fire p il e s. I'l l  put up t he  ten t. Fred, you keep wa t ch for planesand bo at s .W h enyou  see one,gi ve th e  signal an d w e'l l  start thosefires, okay ? "
"Sound sgoo d ," sai d Ste ll a . " Freddy?"

" My e yes are a t your service ,  Sweets ."

St ell a c arri e dth e l as t  lo a dofs tic ks to th ehi ghest  poi n t a long  th e cl iff.She dropped t hem  ont hethird  pile  and  w ipedthe sw eat o ff  her forehead w iththe backofhe r h an d. Th e  EastArm  of  Lake W ippiwee - Wan an a n a  s tretched out in fr on t of  her for ever.S he  c o uld seeti nytree s and r ocks on  the nor th and so ut h shore s,  but t othe  we st it wasjust s ky bluewater reflecting the golden sun.
" HE Y ! "G eorg e w aved, "IT'S  DON E ." H e ha d  h ung a rop e bet we e nt wo trees to hold up  t he boa t cov er, and stake d out thes i d es withshar p en e d sticks. "IT' S ANISOSCELEST RIANGLETENT! "

Whate ver thatm e ans, tho ugh t S tel la, a nd  then she sho u t ed " LO OKS GOO D!"  It loo ked  alot  li ke  Russell' s castle ,wh ic hmad e her think of  R uss el l a nd he r  mom.She w as e ve nb egi nning t o  m i s s Ru ss el l, a ndth at wa sn't a g ood sig n. Just t hin k ingab ou t it ma de her want t ocry.

"I'M  G ETT ING SO M E  PINE BO UGHS FOR THE FLOOR," Ge o rge sho ute d.

" OKAY ." Stella  sa t on t heg roundand se arche dthe s ky fo r apla ne , but theo n lything  s he c ould se e were gulls, herr i nggulls skirtin g t he s h o re , g l id i ngon the b reeze, and then  something  b l ac k that soa r edov er thewater a nd sl o wly spi raled low er, wingt ip  fea t h ers  spread li ke feath er finger s  as i t  s woope d i nto th epin e tre es and dis appea red, a  r aven.
"Hi,  S ugarplum ."

Stella turned to se e Fred dy lo pin g up thehil l  wi th someth ingred wrappe d a rou nd hi s n e ck. " Stic k  p ile s  areread y  to sendt he irs i gn al of distr e s s  an d cal ami t y
," said_Stella.

"First I'm_gonna rig the boat_cover into_a_tent."

"Why?" asked_Stella.

"Because_if we don't_get rescued today,_we'll be sleeping here_tonight."

"Great," groaned Freddy.

"Yeah,"_agreed_Stella.

"Wenry, you gather wood and build the signal fire piles. I'll put up the_tent._Fred, you_keep_watch_for planes and boats. When_you see one, give the_signal and_we'll start those fires, okay?"

"Sounds good," said Stella._"Freddy?"

"My_eyes are at_your service, Sweets."

Stella carried the last load of sticks_to the highest point along the_cliff. She dropped_them_on_the third pile and_wiped the sweat off her forehead_with the back of her hand._The East Arm of Lake Wippiwee-Wananana stretched_out in front of her forever._She could see tiny trees_and rocks_on the north and south_shores, but to_the west_it was just_sky blue water reflecting the golden_sun.

"HEY!" George waved,_"IT'S DONE." He had hung a_rope_between two trees_to_hold_up the_boat cover, and_staked_out the_sides_with sharpened sticks. "IT'S AN ISOSCELES_TRIANGLE_TENT!"

Whatever that means, thought Stella, and then_she shouted "LOOKS GOOD!"_It_looked a lot like_Russell's castle, which made her_think of Russell and her mom._She was_even beginning_to miss Russell, and that wasn't a good sign. Just thinking_about it made her want to_cry.

"I'M GETTING SOME PINE_BOUGHS FOR_THE_FLOOR," George shouted.

"OKAY."_Stella_sat on_the ground and searched the sky for_a plane,_but the only thing she could_see were gulls, herring_gulls_skirting the shore, gliding on the_breeze, and then something black that_soared over the water and_slowly_spiraled_lower, wingtip feathers spread like_feather fingers as it swooped into_the pine trees_and disappeared, a raven.

"Hi, Sugarplum."

Stella turned to_see_Freddy loping up the hill with_something_red wrapped around his neck. "Stick_piles_are_ready to send their signal_of distress and calamity