Dave Porter At Bear Camp; Or, The Wild Man of Mirror LakeStratemeyer, Edward
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Dave Porter At Bear Camp; Or, The Wild Man of Mirror Lake
Stratemeyer, Edward
Camps -- Juvenile fiction
"All right, I'll do it--if he shows up. But he may not do that--if he
has found out that you are in this vicinity," added the manager.
"I'm thinking he will make himself scarce," returned Dave, with a grim
smile.
In the meantime Della Ford had come down to the side of the canoe.
"Where are you staying, Miss Wadsworth?" questioned the young actress.
"At a bungalow near the end of the lake," returned Jessie, and explained
about the location and who were in the party.
"Oh, how delightful! You will surely have a splendid time here. We are
located in the cottage around the bend where you perhaps saw the
motor-boat tied up. I am sure we'll be very glad to have you call on
us."
"Thank you; perhaps we'll get this way again some time," returned
Jessie, somewhat coolly.
"You must come and see us, Mr. Porter, by all means," went on the young
moving picture actress when our hero returned to the side of the canoe.
"And bring the others along, too. I liked the appearance of your chums.
You all seemed to be so jolly."
"Dave, don't you think we ought to be going?" questioned Jessie.
"Just as you say," he answered, and dipped his paddle into the lake.
"Then you don't want to stay and take part in that other picture?"
called out Della Ford, as the canoe began to leave the dock.
"Not to-day, Miss Ford," called back Dave. "But I may get into one of
your pictures just for the fun of it."
"Do! And don't forget to call at the cottage," returned the young lady;
and then the canoe passed out of hearing of those on the shore, and a
dozen strong strokes of the paddle sent the frail craft out of sight
around another headland.
"That certainly was a surprise," was Dave's comment, as they passed
along under some overhanging trees. "I never dreamed of coming across
that moving-picture company in such a fashion as that."
"What did you get out for?" asked Jessie, curiously.
"I wanted to ask Mr. Appleby about Link Merwell. He didn't know Link was
a criminal. He says if Link shows himself up here he will make him a
prisoner and notify us."
"Isn't it queer that Link should join that company!"
"Rather, although I suppose he has got to do something for a
living,--and I guess he isn't the fellow to pick out hard work. Acting
in the movies must be easy--and lots of fun in the bargain."
"You are not going to act with them, are you, Dave?" questioned Jessie,
with her big round eyes full upon him.
"Oh, I don't know. I think perhaps it might be sport."
"I don't think so."
"Miss Ford tried to make a regular hero out of me. I wish she wouldn't
do that."
"Well, it was a grand thing for you to do--to pull her out of the water,
Dave, and she ought to be exceedingly grateful. Just the same, I don't
think I like her very much," and Jessie pouted a little.
"Is that so? Why, I thought she was real nice."
"She's awfully forward."
"I didn't notice that. But maybe it's her calling makes her so. An
actress can't be just like other people."
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