n the wall.

"You're a nervy chap, Sheriff," he said.

"Turn and turn about is fair play!" replied the officer. "It isn't so
very long ago that you held me up."

"Any man can hold up another when he has a loaded gun in his face," said
the outlaw.

"It strikes me," the sheriff said, "that you'd better be removed from
this hole as quickly as possible. Your wounds probably need attention."

"We're not sobbing about the wounds," was the reply. "The only kick
we've got coming is that our ammunition gave out."

"You would have been taken in time!" was the reply.

"I guess that's right, with a man like you on our track, I've been in a
good many tight spots but I never saw a man walk into a storm of bullets
and appear to like it as you have done today."

"Never mind that now," the Sheriff cut in. "We're going to get you out
so you can do a little work for the state before you die."

"Say," Tommy exclaimed as the officers and prisoners started to climb
the steep tunnel, "when you get to the top have one of the men start a
big fire. I'm so hungry that I could eat my way out of this rock like it
was cheese."

"What you going to cook?" asked Will.

"Bear steak," replied Tommy.

"That's a joke!" declared Chester.

"Joke is it?" exclaimed Tommy. "You wait till we get out there and see
whether it is or not. I went out after bear steak for breakfast, didn't
I? Well, I got it, didn't I?"

"Breakfast!" repeated George, rubbing his Stomach. "It must be
afternoon, and I'm hungry enough to bite a corner off the Masonic
Temple."

"One o'clock!" said Will, looking at his watch.

"Are you boys really going to cook breakfast in the cavern?" asked the
sheriff. "Why not go to the camp?"

"Because we can't walk to camp without first acquiring sustenance!"
chuckled Tommy. "I'm empty from the top of my head to the end of my big
toe!"

"If you'll ask your men to gather a lot of dry wood," George suggested,
"we'll have a lot of bear steak ready to eat in about ten minutes."

"But we haven't got any salt!" objected the sheriff.

"Don't you think we haven't got any salt," Tommy replied. "You never saw
a Boy Scout go out into the woods without plenty of salt and matches.
And don't you think we don't know how to build a fire with one match and
broil a steak over coals in ten minutes."

"All right!" laughed the sheriff. "You boys seem to be able to take care
of yourselves."

"You didn't seem to think so a few hours ago," Will a