"Seventeen minutes of twelve," announced the shipowner's son. "I've got quarter of," cried Luke. "You must both be off," put in Shadow. "I'm only fourteen minutes and a half of twelve," he announced, gravely. "Have we got to wait till twelve o'clock?" he continued, anxiously. "I guess it'll be twelve o'clock before we get anything to eat," answered Mrs. Basswood, with a smile. "I think this would be just an ideal spot to rest." "Oh, we've just got to stay here for a while, whether we eat or not!" cried Belle. "I'm going to get out and run up on to the rocks over there," and suiting the action to the words, she leaped out of the automobile and started to make her way to the spot she had indicated. "Look out that you don't fall over into the hollow," cautioned Dave, as he assisted Jessie and his sister to alight. To one side of the roadway was something of a cleared space, and into this the two automobiles were run. The boys got out the hampers and other things, and took them over to the spot which Belle's quick eyes had picked out. Here there was a patch of green grass shaded by several large trees, and in front of it a flat rock, beyond which was spread out a vast panorama of hills and valleys stretching for many miles. "It's a perfect picture!" cried Jessie. "I must get a photograph of it." "Yes. And we must take a photograph of the crowd at lunch," returned Dave. "Let's eat before we start to take any photographs," put in Luke, who seemed to be extra hungry. "I never did look well in a picture taken before eating," and at this there was a general laugh. While the boys brought the various things from the cars, the girls and Mrs. Basswood spread a lunch-cloth partly on the grass and partly on the flat rock, and on this placed the various good things which had been brought along. "First call for lunch!" sang out Dave, loudly, when all was in readiness. "I guess your first call will be the last, too, Dave!" exclaimed Jessie. "Here! what will you have--a ham sandwich or one with chicken?" "I think I'll try the chicken," he answered. "Oh, don't be backward about coming forward, Dave!" cried Luke. "Why don't you try them both?" "I will before I get through." "We all will," declared Roger. "There is nothing the matter with this air for giving one an appetite," he added. "I believe after we have been up at Bear Camp for a while we'll all be eating like wolves." "Why not like bears, if we are going to Bear Camp?" suggested Phil. "Say, I can't bear a joke like that!" broke in Roger. "It was a little barefaced; wasn't it?" commented Dave. "Oh, quit your joking, I'm hungry," pleaded Luke. And then all the young folks fell to eating with great gusto, and it must be admitted that the older heads followed suit. The lunch lasted the best part of half an hour, and was thoroughly enjoyed by every one. Then the young people got out their cameras, and various snap-shots and time-pictures were taken, to be developed and printed later on.