Ham Spink and his cronies were intensely jealous, but did not dare to give vent to their feelings. Snap and his chums took no notice of the dudish youth and his followers. "We have the best of it, and they know it," said Snap. "Boys, we must go out again, this winter," said Shep. "Come, what do you say?" All agreed instantly, and how they went out, and what good times they had will be told in another volume of this series, to be called, "_Guns and Snowshoes; or, The Winter Outing of the Boy Hunters_." The best hunting is often to be had when there is snow on the ground, and my readers can rest assured that the four boy hunters made the most of their opportunities. A while after the boys got home, it was learned that Andrew Felps had escaped with his party, unharmed, but all had lost practically everything they had taken along but the launch. The forest had been much damaged, especially that tract which the Felps Lumber Company had purchased for cutting purposes, so the lumber merchant was out in more ways than one. Nothing was said to him about the talk he had had with Lusher Barrock, and he himself was afraid to open his mouth about it, and soon the incident was practically forgotten. The Barnaby Company went to work at the Spur Road tract and nobody attempted to stop them. "Boys, we had a dandy time, didn't we?" said Snap, one evening after he had had his fill of venison steak. "We had the best time ever!" said Shep. "May we have many more like it!" "Just wait till this winter!" cried Whopper. "I am going to kill sixteen deer, twenty bears, two hundred wild turkeys, and about a thousand rab-----" "Draw it mild, Whopper!" ejaculated Giant. "Wait till the time comes, and then do your best." And Whopper did wait, and so did the rest, and here let us leave them and say good-by.