hysician set off for the lonely cabin.

They found Paddy much improved under the ministrations of Amy and Betty.
The lumberman was quite cheerful. Telling of his determination to aid
Mr. Ford seemed to have taken a load off his conscience.

With the aid of Mr. Franklin, the rather badly broken leg was set, the
lumberman bearing the pain like a stoic. Then, resting on a soft bed of
straw in the bottom of the sled, he was taken to the boys' cabin, the
girls also riding in the big sled.

That the boys were much astonished, on their return from a little trip,
to find a wounded lumberman in their cabin, is putting it mildly. And
when they learned that it was the long missing Paddy Malone, who could
give such valuable testimony for Mr. Ford, their astonishment knew no
bounds.

"Say, you girls certainly do things!" exclaimed Will admiringly.

"They sure do!" agreed Allen, with a warm glance at Betty, who averted
her eyes, and blushed, whereat Grace and Mollie nudged each other, to
the further discomfiture of their friend.

"I'm just crazy to hear what he will say, and how he is going to
establish daddy's boundary lines," said Grace, when the lumberman had
been made comfortable.

"He must not be disturbed until to-morrow," ordered the doctor. "He has
a little fever, and I want that to go down."

So the girls and boys had to curb their impatience as best they could. A
telegram was sent to Mr. Ford, and he replied that he would be on hand
the next day.

The morning visit of the doctor found Mr. Malone--or Paddy, as he
insisted his young friends call him--so much better that the physician
said:

"You may tell your story now, but don't talk too much."

"Sure, and I'll leave that for the ladies!" exclaimed Paddy with a
twinkle in his eyes.

"Now everybody keep quiet and listen," said Grace, when she had related
how she and her chums had come to the winter camp, and how Mr. Jallow
and his company had encroached on land that Mr. Ford believed was his
own.

"And it _is_ his!" exclaimed Paddy. "The boundary lines have been
changed. I can see that myself. It's that Jallow's work. Listen and I'll
tell you how it happened.

"As your father says, Miss," he went on, turning to Grace, "I was with
him when the survey was made, and stone piles put up and the trees
blazed to mark the line. That valuable strip was on his side. Then some
time passed, and that cunning fox, Jallow, came to me, and he
represented that he had been w