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144 CARAVAN DAYSbathing opportunitiesto be had and in thatmatter he is not hard to please, for he is quiteprepared to wallow in any little stream heinsists on getting the rubber bath out into thesunshine, or the rain, pitchingit in the lee of thetent and thereat some risk from the eye of thepasser-by freely disporting himself in the water.But at this camp he soon discovered a mostconvenient little mill-race, about six inches deepand a couple of feet broad, with a smooth andmossy bottom.The current was so strong thatit was only necessary to lie down and let go to beborne along, hallooing joyously. I did notmyself take part in this exercise, but I heartilyappreciatedit from the door of the van. The OldCampaigner was very late for breakfast, but hehad the time of his life.The Journalist and his Wife also join us sometimes.It is his custom to skirmish along thehigh ground with a camera, when we are on themarch, considerably in advance of the main party.Whenever he has secured a commanding position(and he is extremely fastidious : he must have thevan at an angle that suits him, and a mere telegraphpole is enough to vitiate his background)whenever the moment has arrived we are heldup by wild signals from the ridge above and must