"Yes, and he's coming from the direction of Timminsport!" cried Fred. "He must have been down to the town."
"Look! He's holding up some letters!" ejaculated Jack. "Letters!"
"Letters! Letters!" was the general cry, and then the whole crowd of cadets rushed down to meet the old hunter.
CHAPTER XIX
LETTERS FROM HOME
While Gif was sorting out the mail, which included not only letters but also several packages which had been sent by parcel post, Jack and Spouter told the old hunter about the coming of the two bullies to the Lodge, and how they had sneaked away at daybreak.
"Accordin' to that, them fellers can't be very good friends o' yourn," remarked the old hunter dryly.
"They are our enemies," answered Spouter. "They did all sorts of mean things at Colby Hall, and when they were found out Werner got so scared that he ran away and never came back."
"I guess their folks ought to take 'em in hand. If they don't they'll be sorry fer it later on," said Wallop. "But I must be gittin' on now, fer I've got to git ready to-night fer a big day's work to-morrow."