ver there will probably lift up their voices
if any stranger comes nosing around in the dark."

"Anyhow," Tommy suggested, "we may be able to get sight of young Wagner
if we keep watch all night."

Will and George were in bed by nine o'clock, and then Sandy and Tommy
began planning the excursion into the hills which each one, independent
of the other, had determined to make.

"Now it's just this way," Tommy began, "wherever those fellows are, they
have a fire. It's September, but the nights are cold here, just the
same. Now, you remain here and watch the camp and I'll make my way to
one of the summits to the north and take a peep over the country. If I
see a campfire, and it isn't too far away, I'll sneak down and see
whether it belongs to Wagner, to the cheap detectives, to the train
robbers, or to the cowboy vigilantes."

"That's quite a collection of interests to be assembled in one spot on
the Great Divide!" laughed Sandy.

"Oh, we always get into some kind of a mess like this," grumbled Tommy.
"We could have a nice peaceful time catching Wagner if the detectives,
and the train robbers, and the cowboys had remained away. I hope the
cowboys will catch the robbers and lug them out, anyway!"

"I have an idea that the detectives will soon get tired of wandering
around in the hills and meeting grizzly bears, and rattlesnakes, and
wolverines every half hour."

"Grizzly bears!" exclaimed Tommy. "What are you talking about grizzly
bears for?"

"There are more grizzly bears in Wyoming," declared Sandy, "than in all
the other western states put together. The Bad Lands are full of them,
and up in the Yellowstone National Park, they have them trained to eat
with a knife and fork!"

"All right!" exclaimed Tommy. "I'll take your word for it, but I don't
believe it! I know there are rattlesnakes, all right, but I don't
believe there's a grizzly bear within a hundred miles of this spot!"

The words were hardly out of the boy's mouth before a rumbling growl
came to the ears of the watchers.

"There!" cried Tommy. "You've called the roll and that's the first
response. But I'll bet he's the only one around here!" the boy added.

Sandy laid a hand on his friend's shoulder to invoke silence.

"Listen," he said, "that's no bear!"

"Perhaps it's a rattlesnake, then!" scorned Tommy.

"It's a boy!" declared Sandy. "That's what it is!"

Both lads darted into the darkness, waving electric searchlights as they
advanced, and