The two boys now made their way to the white cloth spread upon the ground, and prepared to do justice to the tempting meal before them.
The odor of coffee and roasted possum made them hungry, although their appetites were not lacking, by any means.
But just as they were about to attack the tempting morsels, the sounds of an angry discussion were heard in the near vicinity.
Leo and Dick sprang to their feet at a bound and seized their rifles.
Their canoe was but a few feet distant, and it was but the work of a minute to spring into it and push off in the direction the sounds came from.
Up to this moment they had judged they were the only human beings in this out-of-the-way place.
But now it seemed that they were not. The voices were those of two men in a dispute, and the boys determined to catch a glimpse of their owners.
Dick paddled with all his might, while Leo held his rifle ready for instant use, in case those they heard might be enemies.
Rounding a bend, they suddenly came in sight of a small sailboat and two struggling men.
It was the Maid of the Marsh, and the two men were Prof. Remington Easy and the Yankee.