To this the others agreed, and then all started off in another direction to hit the regular trail where it wound off towards the railroad station.
“I think we can make a sort of semicircle,” said Dave. “And if we don’t lose too much time we’ll be able to get back to the construction camp by seven or eight o’clock.”
All were disappointed that they had not seen any game, and the others began to poke fun at Ben, stating that his eyesight must have deceived him.
“It didn’t deceive me at all,” insisted the son of the Crumville real estate dealer. “I know I saw them as plain as day. But what the animals were, I can’t say.”
“Oh, well, never mind!” cried Phil gayly. “If we can’t bring down any game, we can have a good time anyway. Let’s have a song.”
“All right, boys. Everybody go to it!” cried Dave. “Oak Hall forever!” And then all present began to sing, to the tune of Auld Lang Syne, a song they had sung ever since they had first gone to Oak Hall.
“Oak Hall we never shall forget,
No matter where we roam;
It is the very best of schools,
To us it’s just like home.