who never get them," Bob pointed out.

"Yes. But, likewise, lots of people don't deserve 'em who don't get
'em," retorted Jimmy, and for once appeared to have won an argument.

"I guess you're right at that," conceded Bob. "But, anyway, I'm going to
pass those examinations no matter how hard I have to work. It will
pretty near break my heart, but it can't be helped."

The others were equally determined, and they dug into the mysteries of
Horace and Euclid to such good effect that they all passed the
examinations with flying colors. After that came a breathing space, and
just at that time a golden opportunity presented itself.

Mr. Fennington, Herbert's father, had become interested, together with
several other business men of Clintonia, in a timber deal comprising
many acres of almost virgin forest in the northern part of the state. He
was going to look over the ground personally, and when Herb learned of
this, he urged his father to take him and the other radio boys along for
a brief outing over the Easter holiday. When his father seemed extremely
dubious over this plan, Herb reminded him that Mr. Layton had taken them
all to Mountain Pass the previous autumn, and that it would be only fair
to reciprocate.

"But the Lookers are up in that part of the country, too," said Mr.
Fennington. "Aren't you fellows scared to go where Buck Looker is?" he
added, with a smile lurking about his mouth.

"Oh, yes, we're terribly afraid of that!" answered Herb sarcastically.
"We'll take our chances, though, if you'll only let us go with you."

"Well, well, I'll see," said his father, and Herb knew that this was
practically equivalent to surrender. Accordingly he hunted up his chums
and broached the project to them.

"Herb, your words are as welcome as the flowers in May," Bob told him,
with a hearty slap on the back. "If this trip actually works out, we'll
forgive you all last winter's jokes, won't we, fellows?"

"It's an awful lot to ask of a fellow, but I suppose we can manage it,"
said Joe, and Jimmy, after pretending to think the matter over very
seriously, finally said the same.

They were all overjoyed at the prospect of such a trip, and had little
difficulty in getting the consent of their parents. Mr. Fennington
eventually consented to take the radio boys with him, and there ensued
several days of bustle and excited packing. At length all was ready, and
they found themselves, one bright spring morning, installed in a