Jack and the twins ran in the direction of the voices and presently came upon the other lads standing at the foot of a tall tree. Swinging from one of the branches of this tree were the two missing rowboats.
“Some job they must have had, to tie them up there,” remarked Andy.
“Yes. And we’re going to have a job to get ’em down,” answered Gif. “I think we’d better let it go over until to-morrow.”
“I’m willing,” said Jack.
“Now you’ve found the boats perhaps you can find the dishes and knives and forks and spoons,” said Andy. “We can’t get a trace of ’em.”
All of the lads returned to the bungalow feeling that the boats would be safe where they were for the night. They straightened out the rest of the furniture and made up the beds and then started to get supper ready.
“I don’t know what we’re going to eat off of,” remarked Gif. “We’ll have to use tin pans and basins and kettle tops and whatever is handy.”
“And we’ll have to eat with our pocketknives and the kitchen fork,” added Randy, with a grin.
“Well, anyway, I’m glad the grub isn’t missing,” broke in Spouter. “I’m hungry enough to eat a meal with my fingers.”
They soon had some potatoes on to boil. Then they cleaned some of the fish and started to fry them and also made themselves a large pot of coffee. To the hungry lads the aroma from the coffee and the smell of frying fish were exceedingly appetizing.