Tom and Harry.

"Perhaps it's just as well you didn't find him then," said Uncle Toby,
with a laugh.

After the children had gone to bed--and Uncle Toby said the look of them
all tucked in made him think of a boarding school--he and Aunt Sallie
sat up a bit longer.

"Do you really think Janet saw a man?" asked Aunt Sallie. "And if so,
who was he?"

"That's more than I can tell," Uncle Toby answered. "Janet isn't the
kind of girl to imagine things. I believe it was a man. Probably the
same fellow we saw running away from the lonely cabin. To-morrow I'll
take Jim Nelson and some of the men and we'll have a look around. I
don't want rough and strange men roaming these woods when I have a lot
of children out here for the holidays."

"I should say not!" exclaimed Aunt Sallie. "I wouldn't like it myself!
And maybe he's the man who's been taking things."

"Maybe," agreed Uncle Toby.

However, there were no more alarms nor any trouble that night, and after
a few minutes of lying awake Janet went to sleep as soundly as the other
children. They slept rather late the next morning, for they were tired
with the travel of the day before, and when Jan and Lola came down to
the kitchen they found Aunt Sallie getting breakfast.

"Oh, we said we'd get up and help!" exclaimed Jan. For she had promised
her mother, on leaving home to visit Uncle Toby and Aunt Sallie, that
she would help with the housework.

"And I used to get breakfast all alone," said Mary. "That is after
mother was sick," and she could not keep back a few tears, though she
turned her head away so the other girls would not see them.

"Never mind, my dear," said Aunt Sallie, with a laugh. "I didn't want
you to get up early. Uncle Toby told me to let you girls and the boys
sleep."

"Oh, aren't the boys up yet?" asked Jan, with a laugh.

"Don't tell me we've beaten!" added Lola, with a giggle.

"They said they were going to get up and see the sun rise," remarked
Mary.

"I guess they forgot it, or else they thought they could see the sun
some other morning," laughed Aunt Sallie. "For they aren't down yet,
though it's almost time to call them, for I'm going to start to bake the
pancakes soon."

"Oh, are you going to have pancakes?" cried Jan.

"Yes, and with maple syrup," Aunt Sallie answered.

"Oh, I love them!" exclaimed Lola. "Don't you, Mary?"

"I--I don't know," was the hesitating answer. "I--I guess I never had
any."

"Oh my, just--" but Lola sto