ave been in the tent."

"More than likely," answered Snap. "See how friendly he is," he
added, for the collie was now leaping from one to another of the
boys and barking joyfully. Giant gave him a cruller and he ate the
dainty greedily.

"He's half starved," said Snap. "Must have wandered off into the
woods and got lost."

"Is there a name on his collar?" asked Whopper.

"No, only a license number," answered Giant after an examination.
"Looks to me as if he might be a valuable animal."

"I think I've seen that collie before," said Shep.

"So you did---in the tent," said Whopper quickly, and set up a laugh.

"Oh, you know what I mean. He has a regular star on his breast.
Yes, I am sure I've seen him somewhere, but where I can't remember."

"He ought to be returned to his owner," said Snap. "But how we are
going to do it I don't know. I don't care to go back just for the
dog."

"Nor I," added Giant. "Let us take him along and bring him back with
us when we come."

"If he'll stay with us," came from Whopper. "He may---if we feed him
well," answered the doctor's son.

They let the dog have another cruller and the heads of the fish, and
the animal made a meal of them. The boys felt cold and tired and
crawled back into the tent to finish their night's rest. Soon the
collie came nosing at the opening.

"Come here!" said Giant in a low voice, and instantly the dog nestled
down at his side, and there he remained until daylight.

"We can take him in some of our pictures," said the small youth.
"He'll add to the picturesqueness."

"What are you going to call him?" asked Whopper.

"Sphinx."

"And why Sphinx?" asked Snap.

"Because he won't tell us who he is, where he came from, or anything
about himself."

"Oh, that's not a pretty name," cried the doctor's son. "I vote
we call him Wags, because he wags his tail so much."

"All right, Wags it is," said Giant. "What do you say, Wags?"
he added, turning to the dog.

The collie barked and wagged his tail vigorously. Evidently he
was perfectly satisfied.

As the lads had no more game or fish to eat, they made a hasty
meal of bacon, bread, crullers and coffee. As soon as the repast
was over they took down the tent and placed that and the other
things on board the rowboat. The collie had been fed and was more
frisky than ever.

"Wonder if he'll go into the boat with us?" said Snap. "Some
dogs don't like the water."

"Most collies do," answe