The week before summer camp was to open at Camp Fare ('Camp Unfair' to the campers) in the White Mountains of northern New Hampshire, the counselors played a terrible prank on Sergeant Major Jones, the camp director. Late on Saturday night, after Jones had fallen asleep with a little too much to drink, they rigged his cabin up to make him think the place was haunted by the ghost of a thirteen year old camper named Marks whom Jones almost drowned. While Marks survived, he swore he would get even with Jones, one way or another. The prank was so realistic that Jones fled in his underwear and never looked back.
Meanwhile, the remaining counselors prepared for Opening Day, when 200 boys and girls would descend on what they now called Camp Comrades for eight weeks of 'good clean fun.' How would they run the camp without Jones?