Before night we were again on our campground of the December before.
When old Brother Bunk and his family arrived at their home, which was two miles from the campground.
When she saw that, of the canvas row below the stockade not a tent remained, and the campground lay deserted.
Resolved, that the Elephants proceed to the campground in the morning.
Draw the belt tighter, my son, and hew me out this tree that is fallen across the road, for our campground is not here.
Both chalet and campground guests avail themselves of the opportunity to meet for pleasure and instruction under the stars.