ight line he's set here for trout,"
suggested Bluff.

On their arrival at the camp, the two boys had to give an account of
their little adventure in detail, for the benefit of those who had
stayed behind. Will in particular asked many eager questions.

"If you ever go up there again, Frank," he told the other seriously,
"I do hope I shall be along."

"And I think I can promise you that, Will," replied the other
smilingly, as if even then entertaining some thought of a second trip
to the place, though evidently he did not care to go deeper into the
subject.

Bluff soon started to talk of the trip he and Jerry were to make to
the distant village on the next day. Whenever he had a thing on his
mind Bluff was apt to chatter about it unendingly.

"We've just got to have those supplies, you understand, Jerry," he
told the other, "and since there was nothing doing up at the Dennison
ranch, why, our next job is to see if we can make that settlement we
glimpse off yonder."

"How far away do you reckon it is?" asked the interested Jerry.

"If you look in my pack, boys," Frank spoke up just then, "you'll find
a pair of small but powerful glasses. They may help you figure it out,
and may give some idea how the shore lies between Cabin Point and the
village."

Bluff went hurriedly for the glasses, and when he returned he and
Jerry amused themselves for a long time.

They decided that the village lay all of eight miles off in a straight
line, and concluded it would be a pretty long row in case they
chanced to meet contrary wind. In that case the waves would bother
them not a little.

Bluff presently proposed that they try to equip the old boat with some
sort of sail. Then should they be favored with a wind setting in the
right quarter this would save them much hard labor.

Jerry seized the idea eagerly, and before long they were hard at work
trying to rig up a makeshift mast and sail out of such material as
they could find. It was hardly likely to pass muster so far as looks
went, but both boys believed they could make it useful, given half a
chance.

That night around the table the talk was largely of the events of the
day, and what the morrow was apt to bring forth. Jerry and Bluff
entertained high hopes that they were bound to be successful in their
foraging expedition; and already counted on an abundance of supplies.

CHAPTER VIII

WHEN THE FLASHLIGHT TRAP WORKED

"Frank, I'm going to ask you to give