"Yes, 'fun for the boys, but death to the frogs,' as the old story says. That sort of thing is too one-sided to suit me. Just play your jokes on each other, if you must amuse yourselves. We have our own way of extracting fun out of an outing. Well, come along, boys. And, Andy, thank you for helping get Jerry out of that hole." He thrust out his hand to the other as he spoke, but Andy did not take it. "Ain't got anything to do with the rest of ye; but Jerry he saved my life. I told him I was goin' to quit naggin' his crowd, an' so I am; but that don't mean I'm a turnin' a saint right away. Pet here is itchin' for a lickin', an' I got a good notion to 'commodate him." Andy glared in the direction of his lieutenant, and it was plain to be seen that the spirit of warfare had not as yet been diminished in his bosom. "Oh! well, have it out among yourselves, boys. As long as you leave us alone we won't bother you in the least, I give you my word," said Frank. "Come on, you fellows," cried Will. "I'm anxious to get away from here. That Pet gave me the cold creeps when he came so near ruining my films. Ugh! me for the comforts of our own camp." No one wanted to linger. Even Jerry was glad to turn his back on the old cabin and stalk away, with his gun over his arm. "Say," called Will, over his shoulder, a few minutes later, as they were pushing through the woods and following the back trail. "Well, what is it?" asked Jerry. "We forgot something, boys,'' continued the other. "What's that?" demanded Frank, coming to a stand. "Why, when we were about it we ought to have demanded that they return Bluff's dandy, repeating shotgun," said Will. Thereupon Frank broke out into a laugh and turned upon Jerry. "Hear that, will you?" he remarked, as if tickled. "Oh, rats! there's that blessed old gun bobbing up again. Will I ever hear the last of that machine?" exclaimed Jerry, shrugging his shoulders. "Not till the ghost is laid, I suppose, Jerry," remarked Frank. Jerry walked along at his side, still grumbling as if he had a difficult matter to solve and could hardly make up his mind. Thus they came to the spot where the late catastrophe had taken place. The hole gaped at them in the trail. "Say, this is a dangerous thing to leave uncovered. Some one else might fall in, perhaps one of that lumberman's kids if they happened to be playing hereabouts," remarked Frank, as they paused to look down once more into the dark depths. "I wouldn't want my worst enemy to slip over that edge. My! but it was a queer sensation I had when falling. Let's cover the hole up again," remarked Jerry. "If we can find the planks it would be a good idea," echoed Will. They started a search immediately. When Andy and his followers had removed this cover, to substitute the frail one of slender sticks, quilted with dead leaves and a scattering of soil to deceive the eye, they could not have taken the boards far away.