“This is the spot for fishing,” exclaimed Pepper. “Don’t I wish I had a line!”
“We can’t stop to fish now,” answered Jack. “Remember, the folks will be worried about us until we report.”
“That is true. But we can come here some other day.”
The trail left the brook a little further on, and then they came to a point where the way was uncertain.
“Go slow now,” cautioned the young major. “We don’t want to become tangled up if we can possibly avoid it.”
“Here seems to be a cleared spot,” said Pepper, gazing around. “I wonder if there was once a farm here?”
“If there was it must have been abandoned years ago,” answered Andy. “To me it’s a perfect wilderness.”
They started to go on, when suddenly Andy sank down in the soil a distance of about two feet.
“Help!” he yelled, and scrambled out of the hole as quickly as he could.
“Humph! I wonder if that is another cave?” muttered Jack.