a warm day. Then breakfast followed, and
was heartily enjoyed, although with their healthy appetites there was
nothing wonderful about that.

Each of them had laid out plans for the morning.

"We'll give the bass a rest for one day," remarked Bluff; "because if
we make it too common the zest of catching and eating them is apt to
wear away. Besides, I don't believe it's as good a morning for fishing
as yesterday was. Then, we'd have to use that little mosquito netting
seine, and get some more minnows."

"Last but not least," laughingly added Jerry, "the cranky old tub of a
boat leaks again like a sieve, and some of us ought to get busy
patching it up while we have a chance."

"Yes," said Will, who of course knew that the job would never fall to
his share, "I always believe in having everything ready beforehand;
because you never know in what a big hurry it may be needed."

Of course Will had hurried out to where his camera lay long before he
would touch a bite of breakfast; he even gave up the early morning dip
in his anxiety to learn whether the bait had been jerked, and the
camera made to do its duty.

By this time Will had become quite expert, so that there was little
danger of what Bluff, taking his cue from the golfers, would have
called a "foozle."

To see the joy written upon his face when he came hurrying back to
announce almost breathlessly that success had rewarded his efforts,
one might even suspect the boy had never before succeeded in
photographing a sly fox in this manner.

It was a busy morning for all.

Frank rather expected to see Gilbert, but when noon came and the other
had not as yet put in an appearance he decided that he must be
detained for good reasons. Perhaps by another day he would find it
convenient to drop in and see the campers at Cabin Point.

"From the way he talked," Bluff remarked, when at lunch they were
speaking of Mr. Dennison's nephew, "I got the notion that Gilbert
would like to stay over here a spell with us, and enjoy some of our
doings."

"He did say he was fond of camping, and for all we know he may have
been around some up in Michigan or Wisconsin," suggested Jerry.

"Well," added Bluff, a little boastfully, "when it comes to
experiences I reckon the Outdoor Chums don't have to occupy a back
seat! We might relate some things that would make Gilbert sit up and
take notice."

"I think he's the kind of fellow who would enjoy hearing about the
things we've seen an