Then one day things started to look up. A little crowd of steam launches came and collected her and took her to a party elsewhere on the lake.
But the cruel owners were still around and after the party she was put into a little boat house all on her own. They seldom came to see her and she was ever so lonely once again. Then there was a big surprise one afternoon. A nice big steam launch called Bruin elbowed his way into the boat house and settled down as if he meant to stay. And so he did, as his owners were also cruel and hard hearted and seldom came to see him. But he didn't care, now that he had found Frances Ann.
Now by and by there seemed less room in the boat house. Was it the lake level going down or was it something else? Its quite surprising what you can see on a lake if you happen to be there at the right time...
(With thanks to Greg for the last two photos)
