ever did take much to the grab-bag
business--putting your hand in, and groping around to pull out a prize
or a blank."

"Ditto here, Jerry," spoke up Bluff; "I prefer to know what I'm trying
for, and then chasing after it for all I'm worth."

"Oh, well, what's the use of talking?" Will concluded. "Many men, many
minds. It's a mighty good thing everybody doesn't think alike. Variety
is the spice of life, they say. But excuse me, fellows; I've got some
work to do developing the snaps I took yesterday."

That was the last they saw of Will for some time. Once he buried
himself in that fascinating photographic labor to which he was devoted
heart and soul, it required some strong incentive such as a summons to
dinner, to make him break away.

After noon had come and gone, the boys settled down into something
like the old life. Less was said about events that had occurred, while
new plans were being broached for the immediate future.

Having secured some live bait with a little seine made of mosquito
netting, Bluff and Frank tried the fishing, using the boat to reach
what seemed to be good ground. A hidden ledge of rock ran from the
point, and Frank judged that where the water was something like ten
feet deep there ought to be bass.

His figuring proved to be correct, for they were soon busily engaged
in playing the fish that struck the live minnows. At times the work
became even exciting, as a larger and more gamy fish took hold.

Jerry, who also liked to fish, watched the sport from the shore and
envied those who were thus engaged. The next time he was asked by
Bluff to accompany him in the boat Jerry's answer would be of a
different nature. This was a time when his laziness cost him dearly,
he admitted to himself, as he watched Bluff lift a struggling bass
into the boat, and then heard him give a yell of triumph.

Will had long since finished developing the films, and all they had
heard him say with reference to them was that they seemed to have
turned out "pretty fair."

About three o'clock in the afternoon, however, he set to work and
printed a lot of proofs by the aid of the sun which aroused the
interest and admiration of the other three.

Frank in particular was delighted to find they would have such
splendid views by which to remember their singular adventure. The one
of "Old Aaron and His Rod," as Will designated it, was perfectly clear
and reflected considerable credit on the artist who had snatched it