“A nice man to work for,” was Ben’s comment, when the visitors were being shown to their quarters in the bunk-houses.
“As nice a man as ever lived, Ben,” answered Dave. “Roger and I couldn’t have struck it better.”
“I know I’m going to enjoy myself here,” announced Shadow. “All of your gang seem so pleasant.”
“And I want to learn something about civil engineering,” announced Ben. “Maybe some day I’ll take it up myself.”
CHAPTER XII
ON THE MOUNTAIN TOP
The next morning all of the former Oak Hall chums were up by sunrise. As Dave had said, they wanted to make the most of their time.
“It’s a beautiful location,” was Phil’s comment, as he stood out on the edge of the camp and surveyed the surroundings.
On one side were the tall mountains and on the other the broad valley, with the little winding river shimmering like a thread of silver in the sunlight.
“Nice place to erect a bungalow,” added Ben.
“What are you thinking of, Ben—erecting bungalows and selling off town lots?” queried Roger slyly.